Fortune and Time

by

Obaro Unukogbon


Fortune and time

have no adversary

they break not to rest

neither by day or night,

they deal and wind unwittingly

enveloping all climes

and shroud the screams of dreams

in the cream of streams.


Fortune and time

bear no tune

apart from their rhymes

of emancipation,

thus they fancy none,

not the silver fountain of years

nor the golden bloom of youth.


Fortune and time

have no lord

they bow not to knee

neither by day or night,

they dance and fly always.



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