Lifes Builders Dont Smile
Great sensitivity only used
to find the next available space
hiding from or dodging the pressure,
embarking on a fearful race
Just to avoid the necessary,
clenching its fist to the face
But gradually, it’ll catch up the pace
And begin puncturing
like the perforation of a lace.
every obstacle avoided
germinates a mole
Starting like scratches,
the deficit will be a large hole
So much running is inevitably
creating an ulcerous sole
No growth or maturity,
only tossed by insecurity
from pole to pole
And allowing consequences
seat on the throne
to play a devastating role
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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