Ape Music
Many are the beats
All over the streets
All in form of rythm
What a paradigm
The soul longs for a comforter
But falls to an obstructor
Deep are their voices
But confused are their choices
Knowledgeable is the reader
But exact is the writer
Songs we write
Should make the path bright
It gives us the pace
And we settle in a place
Full of soul food
Make us shun falsehood
Copyright © Teddy Aswani | Year Posted 2014
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