Damaged the Arranged

DAMAGED THE ARRANGED. Our cloud signals change for Rebirth per heard, I fear as tears soak many Shirts, We have stirred with different Chefs, still, this soup can’t be Served. Let your quarrel not turn funerals, Rampage can never be arranged. Your speech glitters despite the harmattans fever, Your motion most overshadow Negative votes. We are capable of resisting the Bees sting on our feet’s, Lets sing not by exchanging Fest. The syllable rich deceives there Thinking, This why you spit on my head, Filling, we are mear weeds. Pandemonium is for kings He bears his own risk. We would never retreat nor Accept defeat, Please permit our plea with Easy for this reasons. You only rule and someday Must move, You are an ordinary tool created In repairing my damaged stool, This is what I ask of you, instead, You take us for fools. We were thought the same at School, I was even better than you. I need respect don’t violate This privileged. Various incidence make up events, Today, I eat bitterness and rest in Wilderness. Hero’s operate with common sence, He never pretends specking inconsistent Comments. Eyes zoom around you, interpreting Your events. You have one method to adopt, Work for my kingdom in freedom With wisdom. Victory should duel in your quest Or you would be left in the bin Of history with regrets. Tongues are prepared to insult in Disgust. My home will never collapse nor Crash she’s my pride till life do Us path. HABIB AKEWUSOLA.