Goodness Lanre Poet Rhyme

For the Clouds

I have chase a lot here
And caught a few fame of air.
This place to me is fair
I have but endured few care.
But what profits me
Gaining all just on this planet
Not enough...not just enough.

I am told they would rot  
All fought for though tough
Except that above the clouds
I felt earnest to grow wings
Or my feet to grow springs
To shoot me far up high
And secure above the sky.

For treasures that rot not
I choose the Life
To take me when it's time 
Above the clouds.

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