Days of our lives rolling by
Strains on thy minds tolling dry
To dig deep and force those replays
Through big screens than thoughts so retains.
Powers switched hands with light reservations
Ours twitched minds in high preservations
Boxes spoke and voices were heard clearly
Foxes loathed, but judges appeared rarely.
One quarter in, and my great mortal loss
Loved daughter being, on her famed mother course
An eternal pain tough for an early heal
My internal stain, rough on its every feel!
A cycle continues while we wheel on
Each titled retinue by its steel gun
A brand new leap year carefully awaits
To stand through steep fears, readily awake.
© 2015. Isiadinso Elochukwu Richard