Slay mama and the Slain
Man down ,slay on.....
Is the anthem, as she churn louder
Fix, paint, tight and briefs...
So she presumed the loudest
Culture inborn but she doesn't Observe precepts
On some Instagram cos that's what's on
Flow so flowing when the followers turned on
But before on onset ,
Thoughts of these filled her mind
Now she's less upset
Cos she dwelleth
More on the facet
Rather than the content
Of humanity ......
She feels less concerned
Cos Her life is a major advert
Bringing more of perverts
Cos she would rather stay controversial
Than mind what ya say..
Now, Its a pity cos I'm 'pointing fingers
I first came unto earth, backed up by the universe
Adam my first name..
Mind grew and still growing
Inventions stay the meter
So everyone applauding
Smile so Real
But most for the gram
Say cheese !
Now brothers staying cheesed up
Some on the facet
Cos most on the gram.
Forth a friction, igniting
What our taken ribs do...
Culture and morals should re inculcate
The Old-folks pray on....
Yonder is how the world shifts though.
Status quo ....
Copyright © Olumuyiwa Onaf | Year Posted 2017
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