Time-Line Poem by Oluwatosin Thomas

I
Have you ever felt like a paper bag?
Drifting through the claws of the wind,
Like a tattered kite,
Moving from its end to its beginning.
II
Have you ever felt like a strand line on a paper sheet?
Whose purpose is to separate the margins.
Have you ever felt like a house built with of sand,
And with a breeze all becomes sand beneath the feet of men.
III
Have you ever felt like a living being with no purpose?
Or like a dead with no hope?
Six feet under with screams and wails,
And no one seems to hear a thing.
IV
Have you ever felt like a living-dead, or a zombie?
Having no clues but to destroy.
Have you ever felt like a human with the precision of a machine?
Like a robot! All for the satisfaction and purpose of another man.
V
You don't have to feel like an old wine in a new bottle,
Like all doors are closed, knowing not one leads to the perfect road.
Your very nature is bliss, like a lightening bolt your heart will glow.
VI
After a hurricane comes a rainbow,
When your time is set you will know
And you will fly.
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THOMAS OLUWATOSIN
TEE-THOMAS (Fearless Lines)