~
*In every instant of the way
a man kept playing an offbeat game.
He's welcomed by the light of day,
though not at it man held his aim,
and night endowed him time to lay,
but man felt night will make him tamed.
Days passed as one kept straying far away.
He loathed the world, bad fate he blamed.
First week of May ended his rigid play,
at his last breath appeared a clear frame:*
***There was no light to welcome
nor he had time to lay.
There was just death awaiting,
for it has men to tame.***
~
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 10:49 PM UTC
~
*In every instant of the way
a man kept playing an offbeat game.
He's welcomed by the light of day,
though not at it man held his aim,
and night endowed him time to lay,
but man felt night will make him tamed.
Days passed as one kept straying far away.
He loathed the world, bad fate he blamed.
First week of May ended his rigid play,
at his last breath appeared a clear frame:*
***There was no light to welcome
nor he had time to lay.
There was just death awaiting,
for it has men to tame.***
~
