FRIDAY RUSH # THE INNOCENT CHILDREN#

*FRIDAY RUSH DUET*
*“`TITLED:- THE INNOCENT CHILDREN“`*

Standing in the middle of shaky world.
As strandedness visited with no word.
The sunshine brought tearful rain,
And the chicks left to drain.
The motherhen took to flight,
Abandoned chicks with no light.
Only but the tiny cry of help you hear,
Exhausted seeking for who would care.

*•• MISS JAYCEE ••*

With pain did they live for a thousand years
You see that shrine? It lies in tears,
Their forefathers were wrong
But they sang song in the shrine for so long,
Innocent children they are,
Just yesterday, they were well known; but now, they are unfamiliar
Because of the deeds of their ancestors,
The evil! The terror!

*•• YOUNG POET ••*

The innocent children is lost,
Lost in the world of is the faithful and just
AWON IRUNMOLE, the fate of destiny,
Whose Baba sold our future in.
Death took the oath with no notice,
While the gods will not look into justice.
But seek that which bond spelt tie,
Give me food or you suffer and die.

*•• JUDAISKY ••*

We were born,
After our Ancestors were gone,
The pill of banana they forgot to pack
Now got on ground our back
They left without cleaning up the mess
Now it fall on we the lads and lass’.

*•• JOSEPH ••*

The children wouldn’t cry,
If mistake papa invited not to dine.
Swallowed are we at instant.
Though things we try to keep intact.
The leaking roof little hand try fix,
But all corrugated sheet are mix.
Our best we try bring,
But to a shaky hand it cling.

*•• MISS JAYCEE ••*

That hands that bite went with the soil,
The bitten hands came to toil
With the little remnant of tomorrow,
With fresh anguish and sorrow.
Oh save save save the day.
For the day is doomed I say.
The blood and cry of the innocent
Should reach heavens with their torture scent.

*•• JUDAISKY ••*

Oh Gehazi sin,
His unborn generations got the curse unseen,
Father ate the Fruit
Now we got the reward undiluted
Oh poor Innocent Children
Battling with problems unlike their brethren

*•• JOSEPH ••*

Innocent children clothed in pain
But where cometh help to cease their pains.
To whom will they go?
What can they do?
The mystery gets even more mysterious,
Oh, what agony?
Innocent children they are,
Wouldn’t it be better behind death’s bar?

*•• YOUNG POET ••*

Wasn’t the hen there when hawk stole it’s chick
For she abandoned us in quest of *chuck chuck!!*
Innocent are we when oil spilled,
For the tank was constructed corruption filled.
The money which they loot,
Would save thousand souls from the menace of LUTH.
We stand only on our innocence.
With optimism in wait of nemesis.

*•• MISS JAYCEE ••*

Mother, heal us with your blessed hands.
Our lives we turn over to as you can,
We waited for so long.
Now we want peace to sing a song,
For our lives to be happy.
Unlike our forefather’s misanthropy.
Who says we deserve this?
What have we done amiss?

*•• YOUNG POET ••*

Law of karma Doth missed road
As it yell and roll in every road,
To deliver justice and course.
Nemesis never changed course,
For it tread down the zone
Of the innocent with drearily tone,
To award man the seed it planted
When life was sweeter than plantain.

*•• JUDAISKY ••*

Who can tell?
If in the punishment of our grand parent we dwell
Parent please I beseech you live a good life,
For thy generation not to suffer any strife,
Have mercy on thy innocent Children.
Make them great like their fellow brethren.

*•• JOSEPH ••*

Note always remember whatever we do today will be a reward for our generation tomorrow, Do Good!!..

*°° JOSEPH °°*
*°° JUDAISKY °°*
*°° MISS JAYCEE °°*
*°° YOUNG POET °°*

Thanks for Joining us this week, do have a lovely weekend.

*“`#Friday_rush_Duet“`*

_*The Mighty pen that speaks…*_

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