Consistency or Death

Tue, 08/11/2015 - 06:24 -- Agboola

Just as the clock
Tick-Tick it clicks
It must not get stuck
A pause is a distort
Alas! One distort
It goes off track

Just as the tap it rushes
Nonstop it gushes
It's blood through the veins
Must in no wise cease
If it does, it causes demise
It's all about consistence

So it is to Vision
The moment it is captured
It must be nutured
And then structured
Until it is mature
Then accomplished
Then it lives...
It's all about consistence

This poem is about: 
Our world

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