The present of vision

Why, why do I see
Sea of memories
Unveiled mysteries
Flash of visions
I am no seer
Just a seeker and learner
In this life
Life, like blunt sharp knife

From my past
And I know it wonít be the last
I see people, experiences
Some very hurtful
Some, excitingly soulful

From my present
I see people, experiences
Some I cherish like present
And Some I despise
They have been largely unwise

From my tomorrow
Like an arrow
I dart my quest
Deep in my mindís eye
I, see people, experiences
There are no much differences
From the rest

For now I know
As Godís lantern always glow
Life, will always be







Poetry by chuma okafor
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Written on 2021-01-23 at 11:53

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