We live in a world of cycles
One plastic used more than one time, recycling.
The water cycle, from the sea to the sky and back down again.
Drink, wash, flush and to the reservoirs.
Ever looked at the sky and wondered why it never sets?
Was it rolled out and will it roll up one day?
Ever imagined the colorless water and transparent air?
Have you thought about how sound comes out of your mouth?
Ever wondered why we have music in our belly?
Have you gone a mile and wished you went two?
Ever had a dream that had no end?
Did it just sound the other way round? Chasing after chasing is complicated.
Lift up your eyes to the heaven above and set your thoughts on He Who has all the answers and not obliged to give one.
Mercy is shown to mankind receive it and be lifted.
By Chinelo Opara
Poetry