Of My Body
Of my body, my heart i crown
Such a noble King
When Sorrow comes frown
My heart, he recline a gentle being
When Anxiety comes whispers
My heart, he but gentle Shivers
When joy comes in jumps
My heart, he swells in lumps
When he sad comes in ills
My heart, he seeks for wills
But he is a brownl
Not matter his will, his a man
Such a weak
Copyright © Ahmed Lawal | Year Posted 2005
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