Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The Stroke of Midnight by Takawira Dururu

Some die before midnight in the old day,
Others are born after midnight in the new day,
The other will live to see many days to come,
The other lived and saw many days that passed.
The former never saw the beauty of yesterday,
The latter will never see the gloss of today.
Fortunate am I for seeing the sun rise,
For I have seen the best of the two days.

1 comment:

Nameless said...

Thanks for writing this one TK.