In the twinkle of an eye,
A story begins right as another ends
Perceive the end from the beginning
And judge with righteous judgement
One moment we are here
The next we are gone
Running out is time
An invisible clock
Above everyone and everything
Passing away, Ticking,
With every twinkle
Of both eyes.—Israel Olorunnisola
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PoetryA collection of poems written amidst writer's block centred on, adulting, loneliness, faith and freedom.