I feel it slowly
Like the dawn of a new day
The transfer of batton
From one generation to another.
Within the deep recesses of my heart
I feel nostalgic
What happened to us
We only use to play and run
The worries though afar off
Are now drawing closer by the day
Some have already arrived
And are seated heavily
On our cringing eyebrows!
Look there goes Amaka
Who back in the day walked
As though there were springs in her legs
Now she hurries to buy things-
Diaper and baby milk.
What of Chiboy
Oh he is now in China
When can we hang out again?
Remember when we all stayed up late
Now early to bed, early to rise
Business call is duty call.
Time, a fleeting shadow we can’t control
The age of innocence giving way to cares,
For seasons change and night draws near
If only we can truly enjoy each moment
Which passes quicker than a candle light.
May we be found worthy afterall
To handle this batton going forward
That we be not taken unawares
Who only want to live while we are here.