Treasure Island

Bamisaye Adeniran


Retracing our steps


My fingers won't stop dancing on the keyboard until we get things right
We‘ve come this far to waste all we've labored for
May the labor of our heroes past never be in vain
How wasteful we've been with the resources our heroes labored for
How heartless we've been, for how are we going to continue on this path?

We've done nothing but to increase the pain and ache of our heroes' heart
Creating an atmosphere of inconvenience in the so called place of rest
Let's repent from our inhuman ways and embrace sanity
It's time to show humanity some respect, which she truly deserves.

Standing on the shoulders of our heroes past
Making them proud of us and wiping away their tears
Wiping away the long rolling tears
Replacing their hurts with elation
While making their labor a happy occupant of their memories.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 06, 2012

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