The Return Poem by Alexander Keli Mutua

We on it again isn't it? Why would we believe we back on track bumping and pumping into this tunes. That streamline the mind to take the course on earth sound the key notes of partake into inhale. Alike the hail stones pouncing and rebounding upon the accumulate with the hasten of the vast distant that sends the journeying. Just to seen the inhabitants of earth. Who gaze with passion the descend from the dark clouds that taken over the earth existence overwhelmingly. Will they melt the icing upon the surface the pursue of time that overtook?