written by: Oladosu Michael Emerald
Life is like grains of sand,
Slipping through fingers.
New book with primitive pages,
Battered and tattered in the life cycle.
Cycle and death remain,
But we’ll go get different life spans
Earth keeps turning; we get day and night.
One generation passes away; another comes.
There are protocols in order to live.
We sleep, we wake.
Except we have an accident or die.
Man changes things by his actions,
How he survives,
The changing of his climate.
Man fades away like a whirling dust,
Nature’s gifts also do.
But mother earth abides forever.
“See this is new?”
It has been already.
Nothing is strange nor recently made.
Sun rises and sets;
Oladosu Michael Emerald
Oladosu Michael Emerald writes from his fatherland – Nigeria. When he's not writing you'd see him drawing, painting, sculpting, acting and rapping. He gathers his muse from nature and life experiences. He has a silvery voice that etches in the heart of his audience.
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