I am a youth like you and this is my pen
With which I scribble my pain
On paper, whether coloured or plain
With it also, I have awoken hearts that were slain
My pen breathes heartfelt words not fire.
Words are crafted, welded and wielded with my pen not plier,
My words go round the world without printing a flier;
Who said you can’t be a high flyer?
Never be talked down.
When you frown,
You look like a clown
And in this, your life may drown
Remember the greatness you were made of
Don’t get too addicted to drinking Smirnoff
Stop the alcohol and your intake of snuff
Take a deep breath; now breathe out the ones you have sniffed
Juvenile delinquents are everywhere in our society and the world gets the full impact of this by the increasing crime rates.
The rate at which terrorism has become the beginning of wisdom, makes our state as a people, a dreadful and pitiable one.
Dear, you were created to show forth God’s praise and not to perpetrate heinous acts.
Desist from such ways and live in happiness
Living in God’s fullness
Who has made you in His own likeness
I beg you again, do away with the looseness
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