He's sowing seeds
Your word
Your bond
Allow him look
It will only help him to see
As far the eyes see
He gives
Allow him cry
This might be his last
Once beaten
Twice shy
Allow him play
Soon he will lose relevance for it
No work
No pay
Allow him fall
In shame he'll rise
Dust himself
And crave for his pride again
Allow him rush
Soon he'll fall
And yet rise
To one step at a time
Allow him memories
Soon they'll fade
The hands of time
Can never be turned
Allow him blab
Soon it will be history
It's his story
Autobiography in the making
Allow him be
It's his identity
Get over it
Brands are built to last
Allow him today
For tomorrow you know not!
[From my archives]
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1 comment:
Beautiful, Tolu. Bravo!!!!!!!!!!!!
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