Yet We Forget. Poem by Pius beeps Adamu

We see the sun glow like a golden orb.
Till it relinquishes its power to the moon.
Yet we forget the struggles of life.
We hear the birds singing on the boughs.
Rhythmically with no fear of death.
Yet we forget the bitter sweet melody of life..
We feel the softness of the breeze.
Caressing us in the morning with her tender hands.
Yet we forget to loose our bodies to her call.
We perceive the breath of the flowers.
Enchanting us to their beauty till they wither and die.
Yet we forget how temporary life is.
We see the high tide calming.
Bit by bit till it sleeps.
Yet we forget to be resilient.
We see the lightening bolt striking.
And the thunderbolt booming endlessly.
Yet we forget the might of God.
We notice the rejoicing neighbour
All of a sudden weeping with thunderous yells.
Death has taken a dear one.
Yet we forget it shall someday visit our threshold.
We see the poor go hungry.
Lips parch like the famished desert sands.
Yet we forget God's love for us.
We taste the bitter ale of life...
Yet we forget to pray for better days.
We see the tree's broken limb rejuvenating.
Sprouting new leaves and blossoms in due time.
Yet we forget to hope.
We see the arms of the clock roll.
With each figure taking turns.
Yet we forget life's a circle.
We hear the repenting sinner mourn.
Confessing and regretting in his death bed.
Yet we forget to be remorseful..
We see the eagles dive in the sea of clouds.
Beating gravity to its last toes.
Yet we ignore the fact that we shall someday fly.
We shall fly to the unknown fields.
To see he that we've forgotten.
But has never forgotten us.