I dont belong to the poor
neither to the rich..
my tongue doesnt to sour
nor to sweet
my place is not in the stars
neither in the earths core
am only much more
of all that you saw
my existence not for my benefit
nor my strong chest for my fit
I dont belong to the poor
neither to the rich
my heart is theirs
my feet are theirs
my brains theirs
look they say am here and there
yet my movements benefit them
if they ask who i am
if they ask where i live
tell them i dont belong to the poor
neither to the rich
nor my place among the stars or the earths core
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 12:06 PM UTC
Its free to your doom
The way depends on whom
I took the the road
Leading to my loaf
Only to meet the white wolf
Gentle was the smile
Spotted from a mile
Oh! ..I knew I had nailed it
And i was a perfect fit
Oh how did the apple tree produce a watermelon?
How did my hopes just turn me into a felon ?
Did the gods now forbid ?
What is known to be sacred?
Has the **** gained soo much courage to share in the meat of lions?
Oh! My feeble understanding of truth
Has being used to fertilize their fruit
But the gentle smile...
Leads to exile down the Nile..
Then, I agree I made my move
Left my room to meet my doom
Let the facade white wolf
Know how claptrap are his moves
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
Don't give me that face!
Your perfect look
Don't make my imperfection erase
For I cannot live without the crook
It gives me a perfect image like an armour
For me to be a charmer
Oh yes ..she used to be the sweetest
Found in elite groups..outgoing
I sometimes hid behind her stirts
Whilst she carried a tamed fearful brain..
Don't give me that brain!
Thinking i am learning
But nothing but your drain
Set me loose into you
Ur shyness, anger and a few
That only I can value
Laugh with all your pity
Run with all your stupidity..
But don't you ever give me
Your pretty face
Your deceptive display
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC