Why Mr Anderson Why

WHY MR ANDERSON WHY The underdog, none new under the sun For the top dogs, there we see Miss Ferguson Doing the homespun trying to go nuts Furiously livid like she had a blunt Exeunt, is where she directs him And stares at Mr Anderson as he slowly walks away Why Mr Anderson why Personified, he wonders why To say good-bye, he can’t but just he does cry To gentrify, he is horrified and lets moments pass by He can revivify, but he keeps staring at the blue sky, like he would stellify For his thoughts are stultified Why Mr Anderson why Someone said, reality will always stands in the way of a man attempting to fulfill his hearts desires All men are the equal, they say, but some are more equal than others, when I enquire Like in a choir, we wore the same attire, but you in a suit I don’t see you inspire I am tired, I don’t want ceasefire because I miss Molly Maguire Dear sir/ma’am please respire Why Mr Anderson why Why thought of the brainiest and feelings of a war man I saw a warning, but I am a blind man With a stick to lean upon and lead the way For there is none of the men can define you For the destiny of a man is for himself Like a wise man would say, if a man truly wishes to fulfill his dream, reality can never get in the way WHY MR ANDERSON WHY The only echo to be heard behind Author Neo Charisma Masetlane