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The three times. Scowled sail the spirit so goes too timid Timid the cognition is hyped down with the worries of life Life in a wild wilderness like this there is nowhere nothing has white togs Cos all we have in a world like this is crimson clear n nothing more: Life is a cassava plantation where here you might harvest plenitude piassava to the chagrin; May the sun show pity Pity Pity the sun shows it shines what it can show we curse the same show it can show Another angry farmer now thank Zeus for his cassava needs sunshine to mature you know... Breeze is needed but in Africus here no snow falls, no snow games only a fictitious tale with no scientific signature Only in our tele sets - American christmas video songs spew better as a quiet quintessence Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the way, Oh! what fun is... The rain that clings cliffs of the kids bodies some criticise in the far east [hissings] who bellow his attentions. What we dont understand we are afraid of But what we understand we belittle, manipulate n play for some golf ball a puff-puff What is going to happen tomorrow? Tomorrow is a jester A jockey joker that laughs out loud calling us big tomfools Perhaps, tomorrow has no mouth to laugh but a mute man shaking his head always, He wants to tell us about himself with his heart but none wont but listen with his hat: We watch with the eyes n always need to hear with the ears Feel with the skins If tomorrow can worries us this far Yesterday giving us plights we are trying to solve this far Today is not existing then, for this far He has no responsibility, today is the hawser with some stint curve this far He holds the past and the future like a moths wings this far. The past we recollect but the future is our conundrum come this far. Let the morrow Worry about himself May every man leave for now But pass the past n preach I leave for goodness; practise this with the spirit couches Worry too much about life n waste away like nostrils mucous But but me no buts, everything ends tomorrow You know...? #jodekss...
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 20:44:37 +0000

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