Friday, 27 July 2012

Three Things


A quiet storm comes without warning
Laughing one minute and then 
a jab in the ribs
Pain or gain
Each with its strain

A day passes much without warning
While it ticks away, what's done is done
What's left is either not of gain
or causes too much pain
until there's nothing left

because the time has come
to end three things

©Adura Ojo 2012

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