My mind is so healthy
But my soul is so sick
The goal to be wealthy
Has made my life too quick

In the blink of an eye
It could all be gone
Now, as much as I try
Still, at every dawn

I find myself facing
Another day
This world is chasing
Another way

What this is
I do not know
What this is
I can only hope

Will let my self and soul
Be at peace as one
I know Love is the goal
Let the deed be done

Let us work for the sake
Of our worldly duty
Not again will they take
Away worldly beauty

Money is
The gift and the curse
Things are bad
But they could be worse

Soon, all will have
A good life chance
Money is money
Snap out of the trance

Our souls are sick
Of stress over income
They’ve lost so much
It’s time that they win some

© D.A. Koroma

In my soul where He resides
In my soul is where He hides
Undetected by human eyes
Unprotected from human cries

He hears the world full of pain
And He tells me how to stay sane
Telling me to take my time
No need for a life of crime

Don’t let money mislead you
Then people will mistreat you
And act as if you don’t belong
So just let knowledge make you strong

No need for riches, you will gain wealth
Without sacrificing your mental health
When all is well with your soul
I will help you meet your goal

For this, I thank Him every day
Now that He has shown the True way
I find I’m living life to learn
Never knowing where life will turn

With Him there only is progressing
Where He leads, I am left guessing
And so you see, that’s just the thing
It’s up to Him, because He is King

© D.A. Koroma

You see me in front of you
Yet, you can tell I’m not there
Please don’t take any offense
Trust, it’s not that I don’t care

It’s just this outside world
Is so much for me to take
And so this inside world
Helps me give my soul a break

It may sound crazy, I know
But I am far from insane
If you want I can show you
The world inside your brain

All it takes is some focus
While accepting the soul
Then you slowly take notice
And live up to your role

One day the world will be on this level
Looks like it can’t be too long
Before we have to rise above the devil
But, until then, I am GONE

D.A. Koroma

When the stars are aligned
The soul is not confined
To the shell it was born
From the sky it was torn

It now longs to return
After the earthly burn
Is felt to its core
It can bear no more

It devises a plan
To outsmart the dumb man
It retreats to the conscience
To relieve all the nonsense

Caused by man’s evil wants
Now, the whole world taunts
The soul to leave the mind
It is time to rewind

Back to the time of the stars
Back to the time before cars
When Humanity met all its needs
But, now we watch as the beast feeds

It feeds upon our greed
And we let it succeed
I will not dwell on what caused it
Instead, my soul will go cosmic~

© David A. Koroma, Sept. 28 2012

Nature, I beg Her to take Her course
The only true sustaining life force
Apparently we have evolved too much
Seems we no longer respect Her as such

I can feel Her turning up the heat
Counting the days to bitter defeat
Worst part is, we know what we have done
Yet we continue to have our fun

The few that created a plan of action
Receive little political attraction
Forget the poor; there is no money for Earth!
Do people really wonder what She is worth??

If so, this world really is disgusting
Who are these leaders that we are entrusting?
They do not think of the future generations
Who will have to live through all their complications

This beautiful land that we all adore
Is the only life they cannot ignore
Their blissful ignorance will create their demise
Mother Earth warns us every time She CRIES!

With this pen I break down walls
With this pen I hear His calls
With this pen I then release
Fantasies of World Peace…

Will they always be a dream?
Probably to those who seem
To advocate our human flaws
And never take the time to pause

To think about this coming Age
Or think about this learning stage
Where Humanity is seen as One
If Humanity would see what’s done

And so I write to free my mind
A deeper Truth is left to find
A mental war, with this as my mission
A weapon that needs no ammunition…

… with this pen

I try to be optimistic
They tell me be realistic
I tell them that I am
This world is a sham

They accuse me of being lazy
I accuse them of being crazy
I live life for the day
You live life to make pay

Is it possible for me to be free?
While advancing in this society
When you must work hard to maintain
Yes, because reality is in my brain

While I must fulfill my duty
I also recognize life’s beauty
All the elements of nature around me
Love from friends and family who surround me

This way, at the end of the day
I can confidently say
That I am living life to the best
Even when I may seem stressed

This is the world we are given
It is ours to freely live in
Too many have lost sight of the true meaning
Simple life is at the essence of our being