Times Are Edging In, a Time To Reset
Times are Edging in, a time to Reset
The thick, meticulous and dreary cyclone evades,
the once osculate atmosphere;
With a dubiousness and vengeance in his eyes
As of a dry Namibian December thunderstorm,
The odds have since changed, as the choices remain slim, to men
Finally the dance is to the walls,
Optimism is an option, as the lever clings to man
The times are chastised to man, to craft a future;
The hands on the hour glass close in on a revolve
For the meticulously strong vigorous, character
of the world is now worn out, gasping for breathe on his knees
After the exhaustion and degradations, exploitation
Nations are overshadowed by financial overhauls:
Diplomatic relations groomed over centuries,
now tumble and rumble.
The freshness is exterminated with toxic, irritating and slanderous -
pollutions, choke the aromas and fragrance out,
The evergreens are now a neo hypocritical call of extinct equatorial and tropical
Lifelessness, exhibited by the once glamorous forest cover,
The answer is, a reset that sings in the tranquil minds, of them;
Policies, campaigns, intentions, attitudes and tools
The time to adopt, assimilate less, remain extinct,
At the merciless jaws of evolution.
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Olinga Atidi
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