Passengers With Time! Poem by Fasika Ayalew

Bumps and detour, even or steep
we travel a road without an end
This road of life...
To journey along choices it has
Its shortcut and lengthy path
This track of life, , ,
Networked by its alleys
Is defined by its highways
This journey of life
Is set to begin in one venue
Where it ends we have no clue

On this road of life
A new day wear and tears
Time hastily moves on fifth gear
Riding with time breathless and fast
Unreal might be our forecast

Glass of yesterday then displays
Travelled miles of our highways
The road ahead though we predict
How it ends we have no hint

Too close or miles apart,
To reach the end from the start
We neither tell nor fashion
On a ride with time once we are in

We are passengers with time
Eager travellers on life's lane
Where to exit we don't know when
We always set our life scene
Time drives fast on fifth gear

On a new turn time swivels
It brakes and halts to pullover
A passenger upon fate picked
The road of life will be an end
A new being comes on board
For a new ride on life's road
To the might of time we all subdue
When to slip off we have no clue
The wind carries sand in a dune
To pick its riders time assumes

A passenger to drop
As times parks to a stop
Its picking hands are random
As we pass away turn by turn
Like sands in a dune...
Passengers with time