Sky of brilliantly brilliant things
Endowed with stars of sagacious beings
Swallowed Solomons sailing to success
Alongside wealthy fellows

Tumbulu! Tum-bu-lu!! Tum-bu-lu!!!
Eloquent ink slipped into the sages sky
A cynosure scared to fly
Born without a silver spoon
Yet, gradually swimming in the sky

Parents walking on the ocean of hardwork
Controlled like zombie here and there
Still, pockets remained paralyzed

Swiftly riding to the land of old
With no glimpse of gold
Either bought or sold
No achievement ever told

Determined never to embrace quarter to nine
But to see 12 O clock
And press quarter past three

A stitch in time saves nine
Entire milieu, all saucy than mine
Never will i hit 6:30
Although, i am financially slack
i know i own what they lack
‘Cause creativity in me is burning like coal
Digging grounds and making me my friends foe

Trying to get a fire extinguisher
To shut the mind of my muse

You, your colleagues and loved ones
Asserted the warning gong of my mentor
Who can block the work of the creator?

Knitting mentality with oceans of sagacity
Everyone hitting 6:30 on me
Wheen! Wheen!! Wheen!!!
Rainbow river flowing from pen in oracy
Articulating the silence of its beholder

Birth of my creativity
Announcing the death of mediocrity and atrocity

Eloquent ink!

Born without a silver spoon
Alas! Determined to own one soon
Never! Never!! I say never again will i be lampooned.

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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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