An Immortal Enemy Poem by Charles Wamuti

If only I could go back,
And undo all the things I have done,
If only I could go back,
And feel the happiness I have felt before,
Have the control I need in my life
But this guard, so cruel, so evil,
Will just not let me.

The days long gone,
When I was a toddler,
I did not care of what I did,
Paid no thought of my actions.
I crave for those times,
Days, when calm peace in me, like a river flew,
Unlike these days where I rot in thought!

I wish I could see the future,
And remove all the uncertainty!
I hope I’d get a glance,
Just to be sure what I’m doing today is important!
But every time I try,
I find myself just swimming the violent tides of hope,
Where it either leads to despair or triumph!

We all have equal time,
Other choose to waste it,
Other choose to best it!
How I wish it could be bought,
How I wish it could be stopped,
But always running not waiting for me,
And me ever trying to catch up.

Today - If I was to make a last wish,
It would neither to go back or forth from time,
No – But to swim ashore,
And enjoy the sunset forever,
Because way too soon,
It is nightfall and cold,
And I am left waiting for another sunset – tomorrow.

Tomorrow never comes,
Yesterday never ends,
Yet today is always with me,
I am stuck with it till the last breathe.
It is unbeatable,
Though I will never give up,
To defeat the immortal enemy.