The Sad Time
The sad time
Never far away
Seconds and minutes away
Hours and days away
Weeks and months away
Years and tears away
It is sad time away
It comes as sad as it could
Anytime, anywhere, anyhow
Giving you a new identity
An orphan, a widow, a widower
An ex-convict, a sacked worker
It is sad in all colours
Sad times reminds
Of happy times filled with smiles
Of names in the afterlife
Of in-fights out of triviality
Of bickering out of insanity
Of happiness in sadness
Dedication: To all humanity, striving to maximise happiness!
Monday,13th July,2009
Huyton, Liverpool, UK
poem by Isaac Maliya
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