Poems and Poetry

New Day | A Poem by Tokoni Uti

It is the lot of man to count his winnings.
And the way of nature to usher new beginnings.
The man in his youth will do as he please.
And tree in its season will shed its leaves.
The revolution has returned to take its turn.
And has ignited a flame that will not always burn.
The simplicity of naiveté is adorned in flowers.
And the new day is here and ours.


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