Abdul Basit Ismail Poet Acrostic

Cork It Up

It's time we stop this game. 
Which has no distinct name. 
Than the already made. 
Such distressful and shame. 
Why don't you lower your gaze? 
When you proclaiming, am a male. 
Just avoid the stain. 
Cos, everyone has an aim. 
Why don't you stop this spade. 
Which always makes the heart to blaze. 
Don't forget about your ape. 
Who will surely bite from the same cake. 
Not even your mate. 
This soo strange. 
Why can't you brake this cane? 
 Into 


RESPECT ATTAINMENTS 
AIMS ACHIEVEMENTS 
PERCEPTIONS STUNNING GREAT 
ESSENTIALS SUPPORTING 

 But rather 

REVOKING BLOOD RAGE 
AMBITIONS SHUTTING DOWN 
PUNISHING THE GUILTY 
EXECUTING HUMAN RIGHT 
why? 
close that gate 
It is a dirty way. 
Don't shake 
The same day 
But try to make 
A new base 
That will sail on the lake 
To spain. 
That's the world's aim.

by Abdul Basit Ismail

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