Life; A Season Poem by Olufayo Ezekiel

Life; a season,
Time its misery,
Everyday, it runs the circle of destiny.
.
Like a pendulum, it swings,
And runs fast like a supersonic jet.
Run too fast; become mad.
Do the sluggish; and kiss calamity.

Life is a joyful drum;
Mind your dancing steps,
'cos of its deadly beats.

Like a morning;
It dews bring blessings from ancestors,
Clearing, ploughing, ridging,
Planting and germinating.

Crying, Crawling, Staggering
And walking of an infant.
Lightness, sharpness,
And calmness of flower.

Like an alarming bird,
Life always says 'be ready.'

Life is a sunny noon;
Shines to dullsville flowers,
Weeding and staking of a farmer,
Running and hustling of a man.

Life is a night;
Like a fading shadow,
Weakened, cracked, Wrinkled,
And a stick to walk.

Life; a season,
The raining; for planting,
And the dry; for harvesting.

Like a table;
It keeps turning around.

Life is a carving forge,
Death is its emissary.