Finer Skin By All Means
Life is good but can subject one to a rape
the most agile can become the next dying Ape.
Poverty exhibits its victims in awful display
who work so hard but to achieve a trophy made of clay.
In desperate search, still far is this opened door
never giving up, even if it means crawling on its piercing floor.
Suffering a lot, weak and morbid are the eyes
still projecting forward, longing to reach the skies.
Far away, life fairly gallivants its pride
crossing borders in a moment like this makes decisions collide.
It is said, the value on the other side of a sheet
is on this side ten times more than a major street.
Through the Sahara or Mediterranean is a difficult contest
but on misfortune, it is the clearest option to protest.
Taking on this trip planned without a clutch
reaching such a paradise which disappoints to give the same touch.
Atmosphere so appealing, lively and electronic
yet not to all is it really supersonic.
The difference in the struggle is only the change of hair
creating a puzzle of where is favourable to bear.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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