My Master

My master send his greetings to you all, My master wish to love all but none wish To love him in return so his tale is fatal. My master is a drunkard like the drunks, No wonder his lover and mistress left him Now he is learning to love again and again. My master outlined a path in his dream, The path now becomes a nightmare in disguise Now he need grasses to fill in the evil path. My Master is the sun that shines at homes But he has no son in his humble home, Many children mock him day and night. If I tell you gently, gently of my master Maybe you will become his master because Ignorance lives in his housed brain to kill him. My master never smile while on duty, He wants to die cultivating Cassava and Yam But during harvest, he makes nothing out of the farm. My Master eats with his five fingers in his mouth, Very greedy and cunnny he is but he is not As smart as his servants who cheat him always. My Master makes a million promises under trees But in time of fulfilment his chameleon Changes colour and he fail his promises. My Master lives in heavens among the Angel But the pains of the earth hunt and haunt him His heart dies outside the heaven haven. My Master made the car he parked at home, He doesn't know how to drive the car he made, What a life tragedies to a most beloved Master. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016