</>It came a time i woke up and realized
I can't stand and challenge my past
Not in my Inner stature
but things on my physical posture
Must i eat Big to claim Rich
Or eating right to remain fit?
Like nothing can show my living large
except i grow in belly very wide.
My health in danger of coke and wine
Expensive, yet not too nice to my intestine
And taking it keep me with the Champions
unless i wish to be call the village Lion
This is an unwanted Belly
Too Heavy as loads on my tiny legs
Not healthy in the life of a gentle man
And very ugly on the look of an handsome man.
Is it really an enjoyment
Or Creator of life for Merriment?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Bro... We shall reach where we want