Experience Poem by Felix Emeka George

Experience



Everything unfolds to more knowledge
The life I live is unfolding
I find more under heaven
New things unknown
As construction unfolds design
So is the knowledge I gain
That children are begotten
That history is not dead and forgotten.
In a long chide
You can read.

Here, is the use of the paw
Bring out the book.
A short life we live
And it turns a faded one
Like a dead man of no epitaph
Power is a strong as the foundation of a house
And as debris in its failing providence
Yet life had enough time
Though short and long
Nothing is permanent except change.

Power is like today
Shortlived
How much power would i get if I was never born.
Do not expect perfection,
As life proceeds,
Live it, know it anew.
Everything gets stale if you hold long
Like my teacher, teaches of God kingdom
Do not be arrogant in ignorance
The first shall be the last and
The last shall be the first
As the holy book of the Jews says.

Monday, January 30, 2017
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