Ages of Time
ROLL! , let it roll!
because we are getting busted
of the time we wasted.
the memories of the days are
getting, even turning loosed,
as the mind is just too busy,
idling away the sorrows,
it has stored in its guts.
Ma! help me Pa! help me but non
seem alert! ah d days are rolling pass like
Cyclone cycling a refuse dumped
we ve mended our ways now.
its funnily sad how we fooled ourselves,
while we were still young as kids.
we are ready to dance to the beats
of time now so let it play an enchanting melody,
roll on dancing to the cyclone of life
some are gone, while we are still out here.
but some are dead, while we are graced
to still be alive.
we are ready to pay the piper
to detect the tune of ages
of time so we can dance to the
Rhythm of the ages of time unplugged!!
Rolling on 4rm tracks 2 track as d beat goes on
By Gideon Idudje
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2020
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