Get Your Premium Membership


Dry bones in you makes a lot of radical change,
No matter what hinders your specified range,
I'm forming you to be a strong sage,
Naturally your skin won't accept a syringe, 
Forever,among all those men who're timid,
My words are making your fame rigid, 
Through rudimentary process,
Feel the reality in my closet,
That place will provide a tutelage, 
As compared to holding a deadly mandate,
I've spoken fairly,
Will ever work for you honorably, 
Choose what you wish justly,
And you'll be given fastidiously, 
I demand that dearly,
But make sure you address that justifiably. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

Post Comments
Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.