Mark muthiora
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
Life happens a tick, a tock
The falling leaf, caressed
by the wind
Gently laid on the ground
with much love
The rustle- its scream, a
wounded pain
When crushed by a rushing
heel
of a gleeful child playing
in the park.
Life happens a tick, a tock
Delightful sounds of the
child
as she whizzes by, full of
life
Oblivious to happenings
around her
Like the rushing truck out
of control
A crunching sound- life
departed.
Life happens a tick, a tock
Tears amidst happy memories
As the earthworm nibbles at
the leaf
Starters for the main meal
As the child is interred
Devoured; resurrecting into
a new being.
The Circle of Life is now
complete.
Mark Muthiora
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