Ketibaan


The year bundles.
how fast it has been?
I wonder.

2017, as it departs,
makes way to the next one,
might be in a few hours
in the regions, I live.

Birth is an ordeal,  an effort
to both mother and child.
A cry records the entrance.

The labour of 2017 identified
in the privileges and deficiencies,
achievements and failures
wrap with a grace.

2018, with a cherubic smile,
greets us to another period,
one of hopes, that of glory,
while expectations soar.

This is an anthem, a requisition
to  my friends, strive to make
peace and contentment
rule the world. Think  not of
contests and fights.

Smile, the world will be yours.

 

 

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