Way Too Far

WAY TOO FAR A world of death un-minatory Having non-a-soul harboring peasantry Every material not on grounds being monetary See wars’ presence at a vote minority leaving every being in perfect harmony If intellectuality’s true course is an awared society Love being so truthfully lovely So secured is every party And moments together is divine worthy With first kisses always at heart So old memories to forget then hard While coitus strives no man mad Hence only rendering love precious the time they had But not a clue true to day life cos all said is to the world a lie Ako N. Henshaw