POWER MONGERS

POWER MONGERS

The temple runner who runs like invisible spirit,
Chase life less, not sweeter than stewmeat,
Think twice and run less,
Even king Pharaoh’s life lastless.

Even in the darkness your shadow shall leave,
Go right and write off the path of left.
For you are not suffering from presenite dementia,
Be strong, not wrong and show your real potential.

Astonishing enough;
You can do and undo for any rank,
Wishing to be high and turn to powertank,
Always bestriding the threshold of devil.

You are the type that seeks and see,
Even get and misused,
One who doesn’t know but giraffe,
You are nothing but power monger.

                                           M. Abiola-Bizboy,
                                           Mudasiruabiola88@gmail.com
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