A long derailing thought seeped through my heart
Plaguing haunted me to become the one I’ve chosen not to be
Daily I see men lazying out in the field
Doing little, yet, their needs they daily meet
Living in excess while I still have none
I see many youths lavishing their future in excess fun
While here I sit to labour , still, all day long
Living in the creed to all to do good
Yet, many times I have been deframed
Even called a fool
I wait silently for the justice to make it call
Will I too, someday be rewarded
Like faithful men of old?
I am just waiting, silently
By the crossroad, indecisively
Not changing my routine
Waiting on God and destiny to seek me out duelly
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