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Mar 2021
I am a fly, attracted by nacreous glow,
I promise I will never be proud,
But always stand to be loud;
When I see the crowd,
I have my face wearing smiles,
But deep inside me I mingle with cry;


I know,  I'm, but veteran of all vice, but don't want be a vibe.
Oh God open my eyes,
Not to set my feet on a deep mire;
Too many threats of weaken signs,
Still I'm a humble ghost of living life.

An igniting panorama of Prague symmetrical is always inline,
Hence, I **** a sense of comiting crime.

I always have mine along the side,
Ignore by people who think they're wise,
I'm not unwise, only need a crown of life; I try to move with rhyme, sworn by my own time, and the demands me to pay a dime,
When they truly know I'm drenched with grime and some much slime,
Here I'm all time climb;

The scale and suddenness of today's onslaught boggles the mind,
And perhaps, desensitize the time,
Nevertheless, while news coverage is voluminous with a lot of people damning their life, to see if they will really be drive,
Notwithstanding, they're making a slime.
I develope the strength of living life,
Through many circumstances which engulf my mind...

There in the windy cloud,
Is nothing but the Windy grace of liming light:
Eyes can see, ear can hear, but the strength and hope Is the Mind.

Many attempts trying to shorten my life, I turn to tell them that is not what God have assign.
My footprint is always design
To explore but never to relax.
My wings are made to be in the throne of air,
So I could be floating like Angels on high, without receiving bribe.

Centuries ago people lies
That is gonna be fine,
But look at me smiling alive,
Causing pain to an unbelievable eyes,
Only to see their mouth open wide,
I'm sorry, I need a purification of Godly life.

This is how I chase most my enemy with rhyming lines.

When the voice of the side talk was singing in bass, beckoning many words of weakening strike,
I stood up with faith to clear their doubt...
My been on the lowest surface doesn't mean I can't fly
When you both know I have wings given by the Most High.....l have the Eagle Mind To Fly High.
Do not judge by assumption, appearance or you're told of person.
Written by
Xsczharima Elisha Sheneni  27/M/Nigeria/Nasarawa state
(27/M/Nigeria/Nasarawa state)   
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