Life
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is dead
Today is here weeping
Weeping at her sisters departure
Today is growing and going
To be buried as yesterday
Time and time
Say we tarry not
Tomorrow is an unborn orphan
Everyday is a still born
The future shall come to now
And every now shall become then
So shall every living man
Who treads
The orbit of life
Sink and pass away
Such is life.
Copyright © Jules Semilore Iyen | Year Posted 2020
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