The once treasured penny
resently tagged penury
this battle was long fought
the lost still hurt
A constitutional right to life
but conditionally a peaceful lie
Our fathers were better
our leaders are never
Is the gods to be blamed
we rejected the old lands
and invested in cold hands
now we can't afford just sand
The street echoes complain
doing nothing, lying plain
begging from a lame
wishing to taste fame
What has man to gain
shaped in fear and pain
living the blessed life of Cain
roaming in isolated disdain
Earth waves chased me to a cave
and I crave underneath
to pave a way to my fame
picturing a seat where i should sit
To one end is a new beginning
I shouldn't live life on my kneels
my decision is to given, not begging
my heart passion is a burning wheels
Sometimes life's rossy to a few
brave-hearts waiting for a chew
everybody is looking for a pathway
while am standing at the gateway
Man's desire so dirty as dracular
their power lies in their muscular
so much concern for the physical
no pin though for revival
I have placed it into consideration
they claim without affirmation
laws are made for their divine gestures
pride is their insatiable pleasures
Our pride sold to the wise
just like Esau the profane
who for meat lost his pride
thinking life was just a free ride
A babe unknowingly approaches emptiness
to be fed off pure vividness
in a world new to him of deeds
of a soar world of words
To this day i pray for the dames
who wale from decades
wishing to be better males
till the trumpet hales
Much have been said, little have been done
when nature calls, the caves are gone
at Heaven's gate, what shall be our take
indeed this fate is so great, we can't face.
All right reserved (c) Osarodion I. Joseph 2016
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