Neither Happy Nor Sad Poem by ADEBAYO ADENRELE

Blowing, blowing, blowing of the trumpet,
Playing, playing, playing of the piano,
The cosmos' flaw is the negativity 'no',
Where 'No' has surmonned dreadful souls to death.=>
How I wish they would have maintained their aim,
How I wish they would have cope with their opinion,
How I wish they would have staggered the earth with their granded-onion,
But unfortunately, my wish for them did not through come.=>
When people were discombobulated,
There will surely be some people that will be chilling,
When people were besotted,
There will surely be some people that will be enjoying.=>
Life is all about aim and determination,
Where everything has been in the middle-belt,
Where everything has been under intimidation,
But, fortunate souls won't help to flavour the meat.=>
I wondered....wondered....but couldn't realise the reason,
I muted....muted....but couldn't realise the core,
How could an angel so besotted to sin?
Where unravelled will will reveal when the angel make the call!