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I was taught by my father to be obedient in the dense forest to save the individuals trees, stop destruction to plantation. I cannot be silent under the detriment from lumberjacks to global emissions; I cannot sleep in the night, because I am employed to deter exportation of trees to chickens labs.
Zero is nothing, but I see the money you are waging wars for is written in zeros My chest is congests with carbon monoxide, I monopolize to defeat the bunch of exploiters, I expose them to exposition. I prefer to die with dignity than to live with dictator by the dictionary, dictions are sweet, but they cannot boil eggs.
Stop cutting the trees from terrace to the crest to Red Cross; I eliminate elements to elucidate through the data. I cannot stop imagining and exonerate exodus to the red sea, bring me hope with oath middle October. She doesn’t need fire to fry cakes by the equator; the sun is enough for her sauce pan to boil billions hertz in seconds.
Stop blinding yourself expose those deny you pure Oxygen; I cannot focus my entire life watching TV to realize you are destroying the environment to global warming as inevitable. Look the earth giving musky smell from the oil leak Gulf of Mexico to environmental degradation to Dakota pipeline to war zones. You fail to learn to lead liquidity to economic boom and to stop bombs drops and draconian laws.
Self-egotism on the rise, civilization on the fall beast of burden to bondage the voyage teaches you to take responsibilities for the things you done. Stop to ply garbage by the routes, I cannot stop to fight with pen and paper to save the Amazon forest; I prefer to rescue you than to lay you to rest. Pious people pioneer our thinking to streams so that when the dams run dry still fry fishes by the sea, the smiling ray is sufficient to wake me up in the morning with happy face.
Stop forcing relationship to wrestling, the snow drop punches on the faces of lumberjacks, I contend to condone the conundrum classical mistakes. There are too much of earthquakes, from the squad to the volcano eruption to volatile and vodka drink, I lost appetite to capture by the time I approach the rapture to erect optimism. My factory is my dearest entity that entitles me to think not like the monkey, I cannot ignore the forest it is the source of my livelihood to rendezvous.
I farm by the river to listen to the music from it, I shelter myself under the canopy to plant fruits to get definition of love and I irrigate the land to protect ecology to ecstasy. I excommunicate cult to cultural calendar to clap for clandestine magical to philanthropist promises, I officiate protocol to pronounce protection for my environment. I cannot afford to drink liters of water to clinch thirst into intoxication; I used to see lions in the jungle defending the forest now they are forced out without a single trace.
Sahel in fire the hunger is on the rise, famine from Somalia to South Sudan, kids are denied the opportunity to fill their bellies to billions of food shortages. Sudan to sadness, you ceded from paradise to civil war, the jungle bears nothing than disappointments. Warlords loaded their barrels guns to funnel difficulties, the oil you prospect proven to poverty and ultimate nightmare. NGOs engage to gauge the situation to situate hope from hot temperature to flash flooding.
The problem bang to testimonial catastrophic save the surrounding before you are surround by your actions. Climate changes on the rise, bush fire from Australia to Chile and down to Africa, as the expectation more disastrous to ecological detriment to catastrophically phenomenon. It is too dangerous because of heavy demand for fuel especially in Africa to holocaust health situation to air pollution.
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I ask for answers to my problem around midday, carpenters nailing tables beyond their voices. Thinkers building fence of gold, wiping the devil under the shadow of death. Callers piecing information together to make me who I am today, you cannot run from destiny to destructors.
I catapult near avocado to advocate for the poor untimely the wind blows, demands pioneer to architect from rudimentary to modern society to salvage inequality. Dented face forces the truth to prevail as previous designed, conquer clumsy clerk from orchards.
Cocktail love runs to my mind, mentality change my behavior, education cost my head to carry the middle galaxy from Italy to Sierra Leone. And the pole contracted each other imagination upon understanding the truth behind happy individual.
Take time to take the talk by trek administration, I bank my sadness to avoid extrinsic. Hope is hopeless where you enemies decided on your esophagus, oxygen isn’t enough to deny me death. Love isn’t love until you nurture it in your veins to help your heart pumps thousands of liters of blood.
I cannot stop thinking, asking too much, because it too late to cut slate by the snake to snub a short sack. Barrel bald my head, I cannot sleep from slack pant to pendulum, moving from shipwreck to rock star upon Starbucks.
From stakeholders, to Stockholm, from Miami Beach to Aberdeen Beach the parallel line axis’s thinking widen as football field where fuel spills under the rock molded to maggots. The despotic runs to rule from the roll of red carpet rolled for the President to precise welcome malfeasant fascinated to fascist idea to kill Muslims, but you don’t kill Islam.
The night sends emission of bright light to help lagged legend, from the beach to the lagoon , from nothing to something , I summon the sun with smile to summarize the sun to rise with me, so that in morning, I will antelope my signal to the enemies that I still think as I used to do.
Maggie in soup, sugar in my cup of tea, I still imagine big, and I sue illiteracy. I blame my parents for not being enough to send me to school; look my thinking is so small, he cannot think out of the box.
He always weeps and lament about fiasco and memory lane, If hope can change my future, I won’t look back to backbite the architect of my destiny. I won’t wallow in the mud and allow sleepless night to control me; my head could not stop aching with thinking.
My bald head cannot invite flies to touchdown, despite I am poor. I warn you flies to stop landing on my bald head. It gives chance to fight the hurdles in life. Never look low at a child he/she is your helper tomorrow. And never smell your anus to get onus.
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I cannot focus on the focal point to equivocal, the pain in my memory, to memorial site. The night smells gunpowder in the middle galaxy to summon the smart, south to Saturn where I rest my head. The soup cannot aroma from arrow to victory parade to pragmatism as well as phantasm from the ghost town to the tower.
He cannot smile from the tickle of bell to belligerent balcony to sharks play, because of corruption has clouded his thinking to kleptomaniac where it whets his desire to disastrous want because of corruption. The center cannot pivot before his status to satirical Angola Saxon. He tries to Anglicize which stunt him to death as the statuesque hardness of the brick break his heart to liters of liquid and chronic concept.
Constipation and compassionate dashed to grudge near the gutter, butter his thinking to backlash, because of corruption.
The letter from the president is parasites inside the Indian Ocean to autobiography of the first man on earth; he cannot smile because of corruption. Corrosive laughter; he cannot smile with the smiling sun to Sunderland and Catalonia beach near the chamber to the apple where he must appeal for action and speak Fula Language.
He leans by the site of shoppers to New York hotel to Holiday Park to safari road adjacent Kenyan jungle and he stopped to greet the giraffes by shaking hands with lions hopping to bring reconciliation to isolated communities to avoid iconoclastic variant cultures. The president wallows in mud to fabricate and modify lies because of corruption.
Python in parliament planning landmines against our economy to et cetera because of corruption, the lava laud honeybees in the Supreme Court cut our hope to Saran smile. Diesel spills dribbled fire; she cannot fill her belly to barrels of bomb because of corruption.
The burial sites are groundnut farms from hope to oath because of corruption; he kisses sharks to Shakespeare’s love. The pillars in Rome he learned to revolutionize and revitalize his energy to the Vatican City where he stalled how to spell his name.
He escaped from nemesis to bottleneck to cowboy salute on a horse back, because of corruption. Toddler giggles which render sharp pain on his pelvic virgin face and he inherits dilapidated hope, he cannot wait the truth to land him in jail as protagonist to problematic picky.
He cannot fear eagle eyes to cottage love by the lord man ship, because of corruption. His rivers of thinking boil his head to happenstance above think tanks to thick warm morning. Running from sickness to nice bouncing baby boy middle autumn, because of corruption, the food he feed on refuses to digest with dogmatic fact and mathematical calculation to calculus theory.
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January: is mountain of blessing where the births sing with hope for those
Semen mentioned on this occasion to Ottoman Empire where conqueror doesn't
Need dozens of sword to shout. He only understands the cap of his life when
January was burn since the inception of the world and the time man started
to building fences of education.
February: where freedom freed it people to capital city under the mercy of
The master February has been crying for four centuries to the vultures
Sound the quailed porcupine joke to the jackass foul middle of the street.
February sees how the environs look like scorpion purges.
March: it like wow! It is this time machines chain hope from bear feet not
To pedal on stony places, the cup of coffee bright light limbo from all the
four cardinal points to center of imagination. Still the kids of March are
busy building hope like hot tea in a hungry mouth.
April: where I appraise the scent of the night with little press with
Slight finger release the impression to the sound of hungry lion pluck
attack on group of innocents. April where apple appeases the mind of
happiness.
May: where the marmalade scene like insects grid with Kings and Queens
Where
Wars colonized the continent apparition that attributed us and cut the
Shared values, it is like we no longer with the same chocolate body. May
Melts the hope we paint to the shape of Sahara desert.
June: is the time lives realize jaunting like the freak of lizard from the
cliff to the naughty hill like boy giggling in the morning for food. In
June the stars juxtaposed on the face of lad, it honored the horizon of
Thought,
July: rain streams where oceans of mud running the streets to court of
Beggars ply the night looking the sky roof if not leaking, where they pay
To observe night vigil poverty bite the hope of young men from sleeping in
The streets, tax tag page of uneducated individuals deciding the success of
a nation.
August: we organised ideas that can substitute ugly days painted by idle
Minds flying night commotion cloud the epithet by personifying sunshine on
the beach swimming the edge of life to idyllic verse. August with boiling
Noise with fan of
to the laughter.
September: set it foot to the foulmouthed tantamount to guitar sound of
Zinc the sign of agreement cemented the swaps valley to rivers of
Imaginations, the morning girl film the rim of September on quavering height
of thinking to trouble not the symptom of success to the scenery. The wind
Call on us to usher not hypocrite and refined unique taste.
October: kisses the octave lines the defiant the truth throws doubt if
Diamonds can share smile with octopus the answer of loneliness dilemma of
Transforming collaboration to life to the lullaby, charming the child to
Bed the night. The Capella of rain motivating emblem zoo corner to the
crooners sustaining the superstitious morning to months of decapitation.
November: the harvest of love to the Duke of document summon the
Lackadaisical caress on broken lips expecting to shag each morning on the
Belly of the cloud with system sitting to the syndicate of determining
minded individuals. Mosquito bite follicles of cold colored the eyes to
asthmatic ash.
December: the descendants of December wallows in enjoyment drinking the
Night with poetry and ladies on the beach hovering the idle mind to monitor
The point of been silly to flash of light like the flash of morning. The
Hungry bellies seeking Serenity with nonchalant meters words, don’t waste on dumb ears.
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Pedestrians are moving ups and downs the day can define the differences he experiences in the bathroom, cars buzzing their noise, around my understanding I cannot keep on thrusting for answers which has to be beast of my thinking
Dancers are exercising their muscles to master the masquerade the smile of the day is rancor still parade to graduate from grand finale to feast from frost to frog’s habitat to house facade Jinx to millions of of optimistic I orientate to orchestra from the band of artists under my weight
I wait to make the same memory to memorize a verse of poem in October morning by the chapel to catwalk Okra runs my mouth to the hills from the initial to inter alia from rucksack to realization, I lit candle in the dark to defend myself,
I run to the basketball court to cut the cat and captivate the cactus I run to Kilimanjaro to quit from slavery to salvation and to salute the King Selassie of Ethiopia via the river Nile through Egypt to the caravan desert to desist poverty
I decommission and dictate diction and redeem vision beneath the demeanor and connote to contact the possibility of billionaires and I ask Bill Gates foundation to donate to ‘deja vue’ I move to fascinate the fast thinkers to think before they too thin and to build ballad into balloon
The suffering of the African after the thunderstorm moves from hope to doomsday to dismantle all barriers under the garage to guarantee gateway to goat skin. If the streets can answer me I would have asked them to stop all despotic leaders in Africa from their rogue as mighty falling below fowl beck to the neck of tighten knot on the chest of bridegroom’s locket
Buckle in the buckets kangaroo looks towards ship deck to the doctor as he documents all details to save drug dealers from Cinderella to development, from jeopardy to gymnasium under my feeling I dust from my balcony to the backstage view that being missed the mission to miss out without shout and gun shoot without killing the man and the clause that cloud the way I ponder under the umbrella to hogback individual
Save the environment to avoid softening your ability jumping from Germany to jeopardy, epic to the epicenter to the episode and escort the wattle of cock to coco cola bottles I epitomize estate to effectual Duke of Milan to escape from sun burn, night watch to nightmare I can merely sleep night with lots of things to digest
I cannot afford to sleep while the world facing catastrophic policies, sand on the beach money in the banks, sick people in the hospitals’ beds, the graves are cracking People no longer love one another philosophy, the wind cracks my skin to scrapped metal I mentored archaeologists to save the pyramid of Egypt. Tsunami to Japan socket of my thought randomly rolls from fan to fandom and from pirate to patriotism sails through the Gulf of Guinea
I swallowed pills to speak Spanish, inmates smile behind bars hoping to escape from scandal and ready to face stigma from society to silver button I visited jury to vision vacation from verisimilitude drain to cascade of water under pipe to pop star carbon monoxide in the air cancer in the rise planes in air, ships in sea between the rich and the poor is paradoxically widening.
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Moving from left to right Cancer day and night Cancer the day heaven
Witnessed the pain women experiencing, suck their bellies the chemotherapy
Machines drank hundred thousand souls shaver from their hearts personifies by the scent of Cancer.
The air we breathe break to air pollution because of Cancer, the scent of
Imagination polluted by cancer they can't deny death is everywhere because of Cancer people lost their happiness to cancer.
The day earth descends to call upon you were aback serial killer
I blame you for denying my generation to smell pure air, you're too bad to
Take innocent souls from us, why you allow us nagging at you, don't you
Ashamed how invincible you are, look how ugly you're in my imagination.
I preferred to see you suck any
Individuals that banks our resources to foreign bank accounts, the
Thundering of Cancer may padlock his mouth; I know you're so powerful of drinking their imagination to maggots
People were happy in there, gardens until they heard about you, you torn
Thousands life apart to concept of apartheid, you denied us the opportunity
To lactates our kids then the breasts of women no longer the pyramid of Egypt the smile on your face rouged our destiny to languish under bigger chemotherapy machines, because of Cancer to cashew taste the limbs you took away never forgiven you.
Mind you Mr. Cancer to our coffers are empty you aren't right to leave these
Greedy individuals from escaping our lands passing through your mouth open without catching their brains, their actions are greater than Adolf Hitler wall.
The freedom you jeopardize to prosthetic Cancer to innocent guts cries
In silent pain to itself, you attacked that person indefinitely as well you
Control their hope no more to smile with friends or siblings under your
Sandal and you continue weeding their hope from recuperation.
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The trees and the hills are singing songs of blessing in your mother’s land paving into Kingdom of love banging into healthy situation to welcome you. My brother I have been crying for you for billions of years, my tears are Oceans of happiness, all the animals and the people are cheering you.
Because your arrival all the enemies and friends are now happy to welcome you, my cup of teas is happy to serve me tremendous energy to welcome you. Flowers have been reporting missing you here after centuries of dreams, many years of loneliness, thousands of years of sadness raining in my heart to heart attack full of misconceptions.
Since nature whispers your arrival, there are lots of fanfares and drumming dribbling to dragon shape on the faces that affected with poverty is happy to welcome. The nights and the days are competing to win your arrival; I curse any obstacle on your way to send them to rivers of darkness, marginalized situation becomes most mattered like mathematics.
The boy was completely marginalized by the margin line through equity, now everybody is interested to take part to enjoy his fruits on fractured sycophant love. Unworthy becomes worthy, the impotent become potent hundred percent per se, the nut noted to the notice board to birds control.
Now everyone fights for his or her dear life to achieve the gold to the glory on the expenses of God’s destiny, beyond the core ownership to shipwreck. Family becomes burden upon individual beyond God’s destiny, and the core ownership, family become burden upon individual for supremacy to control the rain only for his or her door the others do not important.
Forgetting that Allah is in control upon everything, after the cake put on the table everybody is aspiring to eat everything without considering the others despite we are cemented with the drop of semen.
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The cost of living collided to the sky and plus claustrophobia minus class of cloud equal to clerk count to countries and Kiribati. I live to love the lovable and to live with laughable to laudable and laundry plus yard to the Yankees family. I stop to think and thank the technology.
Life is too short to be conditioned class of clauses to calm the camouflage to candle plus the Suez Canal to clandestine. It clears the clan to bookworms. I touch the logo to the bank of Bangkok.
Run in the rain so that you train by the grains to green line and desktop to dockyard plus document to illegal and illegitimate actions. He chews gum to China. He rests by the tree to try to be enough to him. Honest earn the animation to amateur.
Line to lemonade, let me know if you care to call to Kalahari desert and condemn conquerors that you control to contact clergy to collect college degree to dig hole to hold up to Hollywood star.
You sound happy to hatred and rudeness to rodent to the duke of Sierra Leone. Tornado torments my thought to help technicians with strategy temple of temptation. The cannabis to bunch of drugs addicts to grow corn by the corner of the road.
My roundabout rings bell to eliminate all form of bellicose. I rush to Lisa Russell to witness glory and gun down the gamblers. We scout to stallion to start stalwart to solidification. I move to smell the night air with an apple on my right hand pen on the left to talk to the night. I feel covered in silhouette.
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I stay late to steal the night air to owl cry, looking on the virgin ideas to rainfalls. August augmented my hope to millennium laughter. Bell rings to escort the escapees from scandals to bloom as blouses, under virgin legs.
I chain ideas together to fix fact from fiction to whistle blow. I dissolved salt to salute the King on his reign of majesty in the Island to the Icelander. Robb not the knot tied in the heart of bride to the bridge.
Diamonds to dinosaurs from brew of coffee to cough mixture to euphoria hope. Ballad gossips to the failure of adjectives to describe my desire to discrepancy velvet. Penultimate to penguin loves with pedophilia and conversion from deceit to delicacy love.
A family gen that cemented us together is thicker than water fractured by crack of gun sinister love. You refuse to references the refugees on the red light alert.
Label the talents to termites’ hearsay, somber to saga poem that powers my element of thinking to the twinkle of bell to strategic maneuvers
Yelling to yellow leaf yonder aspirant astonished to dangling wire to the wild lives. Courthouse cut courtesy captions in the newspapers very special hot tea in the morning. Dictum the dog master sneak virgin Island and excursion bodyguards to curtail the escalation of situation under gunpoint.
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United Nations while the institution is divided by the languages they
Speak the food they feed on prepared by different chefs.
They proclaimed unity but wars didn't end within the jurisdiction of
Institution there is mountains of answers have been asked, but non
answerable
The institution disguised behind democracy to desecrate the innocents to
Nonsensical meetings with the hope of different approach
United Nations but dictatorship still the cultural of many countries the
Poor pay the price of emaciated bones in war torn, the ribs of children
Are the captions of the newspapers?
United Nations is institution of imagination where boiling ideas collided
Under the sycophant of being able to remove the bullets and bombs inside
Guns
I pay tribute to all those who paid their souls unwillingly to the
Senseless wars grasping the world.
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