I must run while they walk... :: kofiotg :: Original Poetry

I must run while they walk...

I must run while they walk

For years in limbo I hung, I waited

While their sweat of labor, to gold it turned

For seasons unending, I danced, I waited

While harvests of bounty, to silver, they churned

But now has come ailing tomorrow, she’s grumbling,

Here by my side she sits, she’s crumbling

So to pale limbs, I say arise

So to the lips of labor, deep I embrace

Before hopes and dreams in dark bosoms kept

Over far horizons do leap and disappear

To suffocate

And Die

Now, I must run, while they walk

Oteng Gyang