Don’t let it
Oh no!
Oh no!
Oh no! no! no!
It ain’t put your nose outta joints
The fingers they point
Is the quintessence of their defence
Out of difference
Ha!
So put a fence
Finally it’s all gonna make some sense
O’ yeah,
When you’re cut down to size
It’s the blessing in disguise
Don’t look for another prize
How else would you ever rise?
O’ yeah
So don’t be surprised
How else would you rise?
Tell me
Baby, you ain’t find no way to rise
O’ yeah yeah yeah
So don’t make you a fool
Never lose your cool
The cocoon is a boon
You will get to know it sooooon!
You gonna get to know it soon
The labour is worth a fortune
O’ yeah,
Baby, you ain’t gonna be no fool
Keep believing,
You gotta believe it
You gotta achieve it
You gotta believe it….
P.S: The post is written in response to dVerse prompt ‘MTB – Let your words ring out’ . The poem is light and fun and I do wish to do more experiment with it. Thank you very much.
