Treasure Island

Chinweokwu Sunlight M. Ndubuisih

(10th January,1987 / Enugu State)

Life Goes On


In this while,
do I sit,
Crack my
head,
On a lone
field,
Life grip
me firm.

Longer
than mile,
My eyes
glance,
Gazing the
wind flow,
Life mute my
understanding.

A bone of
contention,
It is become
lean,
Thoughts of
the aged,
A Wanderer
in my head,
Fingers of
confusion,
A civil servant
inside of me.

Life goes on,
Like a perpetual
existence,
Where death
never be,
Imperfection
not known,
A life on plain
slate,
Where the
wishes of
all men are
made real.

Life goes on,
A song of
all men,
That swim
the most,
Deepest
River of life,
Holding firm
a story to tell.

Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014
Edited: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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