Aging Poem by Emmanuel Arunee Mwanza

Slowly one by one, am losing them
Soon, there won’t even be any left for chewing

Quickly, seasons are fading away
I just wonder if there is a thing that I will leave behind

I can’t even do my make ups as before
They do not just make any difference

My skin so wrinkled, it has lost the fluids
I envy the insects that molt

I can’t stand in front of the mirror for long
What I see tells me that am aging

What remains is a little time for me
The only time to leave a mark

For sooner, am going to reach the setting of my life