Time Running Out
Time Running Out
I'm tired of living in
The routineness of it all
Gets under my skin
Cooking meals
Not really good
Running the washing
Machine, with its
Irritating sound, more so
'Cos that's not the end
Of the daily chores
Beds have to be made
Clothes have to be ironed
Dishes have to be washed
Then shopping for groceries,
The list never-ending.
I'm tired of being
Stranded alone like
A lighthouse beckoning
Shipwrecked souls
My light is dimming
Patience is wearing thin
No more can pretend
My role is just to fix
Broken relationships
How mistaken I was
Some relationships
Stand the test of time
Temporary outages that
Bounce back like a ball
Hit on squash court walls
I am tired of being kept
On stand by mode
Like software professionals
Are kept on the benches
Twiddling their thumbs
Held on a short leash
Cannot ever leave
I want to distance myself
From of all "moho maya"
Eject quickly the placenta
Attached to my womb
For they have all grown
Done with my many roles
I want my time 'alone'
My time is running out