Garage Is Golden
GARAGE IS GOLDEN
THE INTRICACIES HAVE NOT YET BEEN PROVEN
YOU CAN NEVER PREDICT ITS BEHAVIOUR IN THE EVENING
THUGS ARE NAUTHY, THEY FIGHT, CLAMOUR ON FRIVOLOUS ISSUES
THE GARRAGE IS VOLATILE
IT CAN EXPLODE! WHEN IT SEES A LITTLE FIRE.
BARBARIANS… SO SAY THE ELITE
WHO DARE THE LION IN ITS DEN
SCORPION IS WICKED, ITS VENOM BITE IS POISONOUS
BUT THERE IS NO DAY THEY DON’T COME IN TO DROP OR PICK THEIR RELATIVES, FRIENDS AND CO
WHENEVER YOU SEE ONE JUST KILL IT
IM SURE YOU ARE NOT CALLING YOUR NEIGHBOUR… HELP!!!
WHAT MY EYE SEES, MY MIND CAN’T CONCEAL
THERE IS A GOLD MINE IN THE DIRT
ARE YOU WISE? GO THERE AND MINE
TO EVERY RICHES THERE IS A HIDDEN QUALITY
BUT A LITTLE PEACE I FOUND AND I FLY IN TO THE AIR
IT BLEW ME GOOD EVEN WHEN I DWELL IN THE DIRT
FAR FROM IT, I CAN’T BEAR IT ALL
THE CREATOR IS GREAT IN ME, THAT’S WHY I CAN DO IT ALL
THE GRACE IS ALL I SEEK FROM ABOVE
EVEN WHEN I KNOW IM FROM THE FILTH
JUST LEAVE IT
THE DUNG YOU SEE, AND HOLD YOUR BREATH
IS STILL THE MANURE THAT HELPS GROW THE CROPS?
Copyright © Nurudeen Olaniran | Year Posted 2012
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