This year brought tears
Ever raining
During times of,
Happy and sad…
But looking back
At the moments
I cried, some tears
Watered my seed.

This year brought forth
Many closed doors
Some I regret
Not passing through;
Bypassing doom
I realized that
Some closed doors got
Nothing behind

This year will end
Tonight by twelve
With a loud bang
And peoples voice…
Bamboozle, yet
We’re still mortals
Waiting for years
Come of an end.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu