Faster Than the Sound of a Gun
As fast as a hare
Faster than the sound of a gun
Slow is the still wind
For us to waft in the air.
Behold, how time walks
Behold, how time jumps
Behold, how time flies
Yesterday . . . gone already
Today . . . fading away
Tomorrow . . . beseech to seize
Time flies with its wings
So as the birds on the surface of earth
Faster ! Faster !! Faster !!!
Time seems to be echoing
Still gasping
Roaring breathlessly
To continue to flit without
Fluctuating and oscillating
I n a wheezy windy winy wind
Hushhhh!!!
Time is faster than the
Sound of a gun
It waits for no man.
Alayande Stephen Tolulope
22ndSeptember, 2005
2.00am
Copyright © Alayande Stephen | Year Posted 2005
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