Wasted Years

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I would brood over my wasted years

And all in vain I would cry these tears

But the years have wasted not but yet

And I intend not to wait till death

For I have desires, passions and yearnings

For which I intend to make my life’s earnings

That I should suffer for the loss of my worth

And one day find myself a rot

But that, Oh! Lord, I shallest not

But to seek the things I have sought in thought

To pursue my dreams and in all its realms

Even in religion, to recite my psalms

A day is passed yesterday, today and another tomorrow

Swiftly it slips by, slides away, but yet shall find me not in sorrow

For I intend to conquer all my fears

And take a firm grasp on all my years

Less I find myself in tears

Brooding over my wasted years

 

©Nina Fabunmi 2016

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

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