THE MAKING OF MAN
Ukachukwu Victor@ukachukwuvictor322647
19 days ago
#poetry
THE MAKING OF MAN
In a time I never knew
When the moon was blue
Was shot out from a cell, an orb
Making my fuzzy world to trob
Out in the narrow alley
With thousands at my heels
Which my blood could be
I've forgotten how it feels
All on a race
Aiming the finish line a golden door
At the far end of the passage
I kept my pace
Had nothing but my tail
Struggling enough to sail
In this imposed race
Only won by grace
Forgotten how but I caved in
Was left speechless and wowed
Then lonely and bored I realized
A prison yet again it was
UKACHUKWU VICTOR, SMMM