Salvaging deeply around the globe,
Down the drain, I found my zeal.
To tag the world the name change.
And crown my ghost a living host.
Taking a delve into the shores,
With the hope to arrest a culprit.
Yet my nerves ache at my thoughts,
Paving me a path in the heart of
dreams.
dreams.
De die in Diem I chew my tooth,
Over the state of social
decadence.
decadence.
Housing countless life’s like the
pie.
pie.
Fighting for our rights to be
jailed.
jailed.
Though I might not find a space
over there,
over there,
But I’ll send a sheet stained with
ink.
ink.
To read sense to the ears of them
all,
all,
That mingles and rumbles around
the jungle.
the jungle.
I will sting them all with raw
words,
words,
And pierce their souls with my frindle.
Standing for the left; to be made
right.
right.
Although it’s all a war in the
dark.
dark.
written by Abolaji Abraham
ab.abolaji@gmail.com