The Flashback Poem by Lino Jones

Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
Born I was as an infant child,
Dong nothing but to feel so mild
Having nothing of the thoughts so wild.
I cried, I puked I did it all,
I fed in love which came to no wall.
I wept, I slept, I wept, I slept,
Did nothing but to sleep and weep
Then one day I began to speak
That’s when they said ‘he just spoke’
I then began to learn, learn and learn
My bond with the heaven began to burn
What I gain from the first five years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.

Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
Then the took me to a place called school
Said I wont grow up to be a fool
Said I will have some money to buy some wool
When the nature is all but so cool
Teacher is the one whom I met there
Who taught me about the world as it were
I the n began to play all day
Studying sometimes in the midst of its way
Going to school, whinning like a dog
Playing even with a piece of log
What I gain from the second eleven years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.


Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
When I first met her it was in a rain
Her sprit so pure white as a crane
Without my knowing in love I was
A dreadful bond within me and her
Kept thinking of her was all I could
Seeing her face even in a wood
She was in my air, water and food
Gazing at her long I stood
Saw her beauty all the time
Nay did I know it was a crime
For ripped off from her was I one day
Both of us choose our own different way
What I gain from the third five years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.

Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
And before I knew it a family I had
Never I imaginer how it could be sad
I thought it even couldn’t be bad
For soon I became what they call dad
And eager was I to see a grown up lad
My problems and worries never it would fit in a pad
Then a second child I had
My worries she always used to add
Seemed both of them wouldn’t fit in my yard
Gone were the days of all day fun
Had to look my home just like the sun
What I gain from the forth thirty three years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.




Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
Telling my good days bye-bye
Welcoming a boring life hi-hi
Got some grandchildren I
Watching my good health die and die
Doing nothing but to sigh and sigh
Unable even to tie my tie
Nothing left of me but a big fat lie
What I gain from the fifth ten years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.

Into the depths of the death I sink,
Getting the glimpse of my life at a wink.
One day I saw all but white-white hair
So pure white just as a hare
Left with nothing but a chest so bare
Get a small walk I did not dare
The world is now no longer fair
Keeping myself to my own lair
A small walk now became so rare
All I could was to stare at the stair
What I gain from the sixth fifteen years?
Nothing, as I learn as the mist starts to clear.









Myself now I ask and ask
As I lift my show-off mask
Failed was I in my life with a task
For empty was my good deed of flask
At last I learn my life was a waste
No use of it to make it haste
What I gain from the entire of my life?
NOTHING, as I learn as the mist is all but clear

I have nothing but a message for thee
Nay do any pretence, yourself thee must be
Nay do you problems from you flee
Nay save your life, your soul you must save
Nay do you get into the darkness filled cave
And nay do you fear of what they call death
For death Is nothing but the road to awe…