The Passing Years Poem by Bolami lawal

These years have passed
slowly but surely,
these days have gone by
swiftly too;
I have seen time
burning as candle,
and moments fly as bees;
we've had memories,
in warmth and in wrath;
we've shared our losses
both great and small....
the stings of death hits on all;
the scars of pain made dumb the heart,
the claws of fear held bound the soul;
still as bees time would fly,
even as prey man would fall;
until none is found still standing!