THE MAN CREATION.
I am the being
The nucleus of the universe
Sun of the earth.
All revolves around me, you;
The winds change the course
Tempests fail in attempt
Just to hover on seas
When stand I like a mountain,trembles the earth
And cries take over all the mirth.
The air so pleasant blows
Mansion of my power matures
Flies with it –a concept
For me to tell
Here’s a king of heaven and hell.
All seen and unseen under my sway
Governments or kings
What they do and feel
Have to bow under my seal
Ah;but just a ray of light now,
The nucleus,the highest one above?
I am what I am
The grey hair tell me in a nut-shell
Even this light of the sun will fade at last
And the leaves of the sun will fall, the birds will hasten away
And I will be left deserted on a flowerless day
only to think of springs and joys of a youth long past