Twenty-Four Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Twenty-four hours a day,
I always think of the time;
Though the place is far away,
Yet the moments are sublime.

Twenty-four hours of knowing
And gathering of world news
Let watchers see everything,
Garnering millions of views.

Twenty-four is a series
On TV full of drama;
Jack Bauer fights the crisis
Brought by the terror mania.

Twenty-four is the number
Written in the calendar;
I will always remember
The date of great love, not war.

Twenty-four seven, it's true,
The whole week is beautiful,
Clouds are white, the sky is blue,
The view above is wonderful.

Twenty-four lines of message
Create six splendid stanzas;
The right words that I manage
Are painted in the canvas.

Form: Tanaga