We long for it
we wait for it
life creeps past us
as we dream of it
We prayed for it
We wailed for it
Life is a miracle for
those who grasp it
We frown with rage
We grab the cage
Life is unfair for
they bloom with it
We move like zombies
we are stuck in a movie
tired of Decoding Miracles
Tired of been spectacles
***BUSOLA ELEGBEDE***
COPYRIGHT 2011
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