My Mind
To get to the top
Stay with the best
Follow in His steps
The teacher in your life
Pains drift to my humour
Trouble comes like seizure
But fling it goes like winds
Mind that totters in dilemma
Who else but my mind
The worst I left behind
Yet, the best and my friend
The meaning of my living
Follow not, but doubts
It calls to follow, how?
Who else to obey,
The angel or the evil?
Mind, you are, my teacher
Hours to second of my decision
The pain in my mission
When mind is the guardian
Copyright © Abimbola Mosobalaje Davis | Year Posted 2017
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