The Same Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The same
The same going
Round and round
And
The leaves of the
Calendar of life
Each day one leaf be
Torn
One leaf
Just one
But one from the calendar
Of life:
And
Thrown away
The torn leaf will not come
Back
Into the nirvana it has been
Sent:
No, no, it will not come back
And
There will be, just be
The same
The same going
Round and round
And
The leaves of the
Calendar of life
Each day one leaf be
Torn