The Natural Man
There exists a mortal
Who was born blind
Who grows and sees
Yet is short in sight
There exists a mortal
Whose self-will enslaved
Who quickens to err
Yet swallowed in pride
There exists a mortal
Who wishes to fly
Whose feet mark the miles
Yet races in weariness
There exists a mortal
Whose life is so short
Whom time hits the gong
Yet often forgets
-Nedukems
About The Author
nedu
Humbly here is nedukems, very much interested in personal development. I loosen creativity in writing, music and other arts. Am professionally, a Food Technologist. I bid you a warm welcome here….say yes to your positive dreams, i believe in you!. leave your feedback at info@nedukemsblogsit.com
