People and places,
Dresses and cases;
Times and seasons,
On the move, on the go!
Running towards the finishing line,
Drilling treasures from a gold mine.
Whispering and gossips:
Two faced liars and deceivers.
Too many people caught up on trips;
Just too late to return the hires.
But let's all remember that there will be a time of reckoning:
Judgements, rewards and beckoning,
For those who made their stay worthwhile though sometimes painfully lingering;
Yet there would be some who though hindering,
Will have their words displayed on Eternal boards and on walls,
Where there will be darkness, howling and growling!
Poem written by Ewoma
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