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
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.
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