Mind That Counts Poem by isaac taiwo afuye

Mind That Counts



Is the earth still on the anchor of nature?
Does what makes a whole still makes parts?
thus says the sluggard
accomplishing no future dipicting success.

Time sprinting like a gazzle
In the eyes of that glutt...
just a risk of a moment
costing Him years.

Acheing to the call of time...
dancing to the tune of just...
striving towards the glare of freedom
raring to go for gold.

Your future is a member of the allegibly accursed criminal of time...
Your future is dipicted by the perciverance of making it in life...
so your acclimitisation towards success vindicates your future...

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