Alone with My Thought!
I ain't moved an inch,
By the saying: they are rich.
I think not about their decision,
I know the cost of my position.
I inhale the breeze of knowledge
Day and night, and I do pledge,
To inspire the layperson of my age
Extract bunkum from his brain to become a sage.
I race with giants at times,
I fall and fall in the mid sometimes,
I make it to the front at turns
But not without blabbing my sharpened tongue.
I sleep with a book on my chest
Thinking it might enter through the chest
I knew not that only what you read
To pee in will only heed.
I think of life's matters with hope
And realize the future will be dope,
Why arguing with your Lord? I heard
The brain said, he ordered, "go ahead".
I drive my cellular on an amity line
To awake the slumber and dumdum.
That dwells in me for ages,
And there they also dine and wine.
I stoop very low for my thought
And quill down what I have been taught,
For solitude, I birthed my fun,
Like a Raisin in the sun.
✍️Abu Laylah✍️
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