Dark forest cry must come to an end,
Lighter of the world, you see even in a dark forest.
I wonder what is going on, in a killer’s world.
I wonder what he/she experience at rest.
Heavenly Father, please teach us to love one another.
Children and women are being killed for the killer’s selfishness.
Family members are killing one another.
Orphans, grandparents, and widows are living homelessness.
Respect and care from our youth are things of the past.
Love and lust are the same in the eyes of our generation.
We are ghosts, we act, speak, and chat with no touch.
Live fast and die young is our era, where life is fast.
Lust is destroying our youth, successfully ones follow their passion.
I'm never into faking love to lie, I have nothing much.
                  
         Written by – The Senior 24/08/ 2017.

This is from the worst to the wise;
Strictly, under 18 are not allowed.
I will be talking in tongues until Jesus rise;
Yes, let’s start, why the man of God is being betrayed.
Are we growing to misunderstand, elders please tell the facts.
Why there are churches, why there are schools?
For teaching this, or we turn to think less than ants?
Ants are busy with their future and we turn to be fools;
We are busy stealing honey for one bee, we quote verses for fame.
Is it a valid reason to get heavenly fathers mercy?
Surely, our judgement day, will be a stinging game!
Surely, we will cry in hell, for our own man made grace.
This is suicide Pact, man of mind saying my Rihanna to a teen in our land.
Oh Lord, stop before they think there is marijuana in this hand.

              Written by – The Senior 24/08/ 2017.

Born for this, success is my destination.
I am already born, naked, no way back.
Suicide is hell, better shine your passion;
Have courage, and get started to keep it in track.
To survive you have to work hard, every goal is possible;
I’m speaking to you as a prophet, I speak the way it come.
I’m dealing with the maker, in God nothing is impossible.
I’m using my mind as my weapon, in fact is my farm.  
Now we are high, lets me drop this before you lie;
I am from the hood, where everyone is an orphan.
Education was my red carpet, to the suburb!
Even if climate change can comes, I will never goes dry;
I will pray to God, until he dress me his gold gown.
Thanks Lord, keep it up, you are the greatest bulb.
          
        Written by – The Senior 24/08/ 2017.