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.