The Walk
My legs are twisting ready to walk
As my minds are reasoning ready to walk
During the morning it is readiness, to take the walk
My eyes turned white from blue, because of the blue sky
Turning in the afternoon, most of the elders were calling me
I look the walk of the long voyage; my legs now are starving my age
Hearing their voices, hope from my skin I appreciated
Telling their problems, I admired if there were no earth
Their denials come to burn their integrity
And remembering the irresponsibility’s leaved in trial
Mother! Show me the way, my walk to tell me a lesson
Loh! Youngsters now they run instead of walking
Following the road of thorns of life, becoming lazy
Because their families are rich, they not work, very crazy!!!
_Abed Anthony
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