I have this telescope called life,
And I can’t see through it sometimes,
It’s hard to escape reality when it’s within us.
Reality comes too quick but passes too slow.
It has many faces,
And carries our internal world,
The memories and the new experiences;
The longer you walk,
The further away you are from home.
Suddenly, you have walking so quick,
And you can’t trace your way back,
Lost and all alone in this new trap
Then, reality sinks in; this is it…
Yes, this truly is…
The point of no return.
P.O.N.R (Point of No Return) By Ishmael Mwangangi