Treasure Island

Glory Toluwalope


Patience


Everything in life has a price
every clothes has it size
pleasing man attracts lies
spilling things brings flies

Flies of what sort
things that are bought
seem not been thought
before it flont

Whenever you think your thought is glare
never behave like a suspicous deer
ever than you think you will be there
rather view things as just mere

Because people sometimes like to dare
thinking their actions can make you fear
their actions might sometimes come as a flare
never give chance to tear

Whenever you think you are in a state of dismay
u may even conclude there is no way
view your troubles like you own the day
and lift your worries as a light tray

Always be watchful of things you say
try to be careful of things you pay
because not everyone will view it as you may
but in everything make sure you pray

Submitted: Monday, June 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Was with a friend i so much luv n desired didn't know 2 express my feelings but the only thing i could say at that moment is get me a pen of which w did n i wrote it down in a piece of paper i had with me. But i still couldn't give it 2 him 2 read. (Dedicated to Mejabi Jahtomilola)

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