Efil

This is a poem about life. Efil is life spelt backwards.

Efil

An unknown word thrown to an illiterate world

Caught by those who call themselves wise

Who shape it and give it to the populous

We receive it with open arms not knowing the nature of it

Just because a man has no wings does not mean he cannot fly

We appoint rulers and let them measure us

Our wealth,  family

What we live for benefits them not us

Both rich and poor we stuck in the same time glass

Difference been you in finer clothing

Your tears are as real as mine

My problems are the same as yours

We pass on and leave offspring

As summer arrives on an unchained bike

And cycle again we will

Because the so called wise still tell us its "Efil"

A word neither of us truly knows

Author's Note

This is a poem about life. Efil is life spelt backwards. The beauty of the poem is it summarises life in 17 lines covering all aspects of life. On line 17 these are the thoughts of one who has lived and looks back at what he has achieved, wealth, power and discovers that after all he did he truly accomplished nothing, nothing to take with him to the grave and after deep thoughts he comes to the conclusion which is line 17