Who Can Save
A man laid before you a pen and a papyrus sheet,
Speak your mind,
Is there any fire without heat?
What about door without side?
Segmented to the heathens,....Immoral,
Creatures rebukes the existence of the creator,
Aristotle drawing origination of man,
Ape as miniature,genius and species as repremand,
Stream to the experimentation,
Diluting cube of sugar in blood,
Anophele mosquitoes in combat,
Yearning for comfort,entwined with desertification and compact ,
What men sort for is always achieved by someone of dead age,
Sadness in my heart rage,
Impacting wisdom to my brain,
Prayer assigned for someone to kick a bucket,
Numbered days to gain,
Soon will sublime with dust in six feet hidden casket,
Trusted in our parental figure,
Never speak on second chance for our favour...
A basket carrying crates of egg,
Five unfilled baskets beside a bed,
Hurricanes smashing thousand folds of gnats,
Parasites still breaking wall,
Working without facts,
Thus what men draw,
Heart of men full of madness,
In my room,miles men stress,
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