Time-The Young Fellow
Life spent lavishly like Eli’s sons
Vision seen and neglected
Flying leaving no trace
Immortality should the work of hand
Searching for the hero inside
Looking up to you-self inspiration
This YOUNG FELLOW bliss about my eyes as pain
This SMART CHAP doomed
DICING TIME gladness cast a wail
While unblooms the best hope not SOWN?
Well to do with the RESOURCE
Life took a turn forever
How arrives it joy.
poem by Adedotun Segun
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