Man Is Not An Age But a Rate

In life,pride is the power to ride on death It cost no cent to get on your knee To fade the joke and burry the man boldness To wash away the age and pack away the sex And say sorry when needed to. A man is not a body with beards and broad chest Coz goats too have beards and still fools It's being one of wise decision making And living what you truly need to Coz none is an exception. We miss jewels coz we fear being though desperate We miss goal coz we fear being thought hustlers And never see an open door to Palace Coz we look much at the shut slum door Even fruit trees are seasonal and so is life It's good to look foolish and listen To get on knees,hands up for them to handcuff To put arms down and turn your head back Coz it's not giving up Rather growing up. Courtesy of ©Kagz