'Shades Of Grey' Poem by Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen

When the yellow sun come setting
Upon the boulevard of my youth
I pause to sniff that sweet aroma
I shall never taste again
I have risen from the dust, now midstream
I have kept faith, and looking
Westward towards the setting sun
With forty shades of grey and
Three valleys of wrinkles beside each brow
O I have made it through her rapids
I knew not how, that boy I left upstream
Now moulded, and made me a man
My longing years now ebbing,
My youthful flames now waning
Long hamattan wind blowing over
The chain of memories of my fading exuberance
And i weep, i cannot tell why
This grief, O this fear- I confess- is age itself
I have never traveled this path before-
Lord bear me through; bear me
Through her test and treachery.
I cannot tell what i will meet on my way
I tremble to walk alone
Now its getting colder by day,
Each walk a gesture in labor lost
This setting might be brief, or
Half the way i came or full,
Till twillight shall find me
Who knows, senile, and colors drying
From my hollowy cheeks
Like a fading rose withering and
Turning pale after her summer glow
I do not know if i will cry long,
Or my setting will be so sudden
Here, sit i musing on life, my heart recline
Watching the sun drifts
Slowly into the awaiting night
I bow to my philistine!