THE WHEEL A POEM BY VENANCE GILBERT

Venance on the sitting benches of Vikenge Hostels, Mzumbe University Main Campus Morogoro

Poet: Venance Gilbert

Poem: The Wheel

Composition: October 18, 2016

Publication: April 20, 2017
Copyright: Venance Gilbert  2016

The wheel was moving

But I never noticed

second counted, minutes gone,

hours died, days were numbered

weeks moved, months and years passed

I noticed it as the matter of living.

Mental pictures remind me

those days when the moments existed

Sometimes I wish to restore and start

I find the wheel moving fast following the line

Like the train on its pathway

Happy birthday takes back to those moments.

Today I am youth

Full capable to place the mind on motion

I often regret when I remember the moment

The moment when I was the driver of the wheel

But now the wheel drives, how possible?

I never drove it well and careful at the moment,

Drive the wheel careful before it drive you on its pathway.