Treasure Island

Chinweokwu Sunlight M. Ndubuisih

(10th January,1987 / Enugu State)

'Either Way Condition Applies'


When one is going,
A tower of condition applies.

When one is static,
A formal condition roams.

When one is on the top of
euphoria,
A lens of counter forces roams,
From net to nail,
One would go.

When one is quick to smile,
The third law of motion finds balance.

When one is bad,
One of these conditions comes by.

What power then can life enforce? ,
Either way,
Life is a process proven
to continuing forever,
But it will worth nothing,
In absence of unbalance
forces of life,
Say either way: condition applies.

Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014
Edited: Friday, February 21, 2014

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