A YEAR ONCE NEW

Tic tac, tic tac
Seconds became minutes,
And minutes counted by the hours
Each day gives way to another,
Weeks rolled by and turned months
We all grew older, not younger.

Tic tac, tic tac
We are here again at the borderline
Waiting to cross and start a new count
The last day of the year is here;
A year once called NEW is now ending
For another 365 days to be given.

Think twice, be wise!
Though it seems the world has no end
But true, no man will live forever.
Even as each year comes to an end
You and I will someday be a history;
Our actions and deeds but a reflection.

Tic tac, be full of thanks
Tic tac, make a plan
We're given same measure of time
Lest one complain and feel cheated.
Each man must chart his own course
Either led by his instinct or his GOD.

Written & Authored by:
Ebenezer O. Akinrinade (CYFI Fellow)
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