Wandering Not Lost

Spot the walls that sink us Spice the sauce that feeds us We have aches that drain us Annoying heads that defile us Just as pigs sleep in slums Singing birds in an airy nest We find faults in nothing Yes we fall, But wait What is next A second chance at least We never merit our scores Not do we graze the glorified Glam of standing tall We work out, Set up And There after make magic, Fill our hands with dirt Sweat all that foolishness out We strive hard, Then we arise Still to hold the wanderers Like the curse at the beginning, Toiling the earth with hatred, I know Cain' plight Searching my world for an answer Yet, It states Changing sides with my flow Even my feet feels hopeless Yet I would never stay stagnant I move still 20 December,2022 Sponsor: Edward Ibeh Title: Wandering not lost