You see from afar,
You see what is to come,
But to work towards that which you see,
You threw the thoughts in a sea,
Sooner or later, you have yourself to be blamed.
You hear clearly,
as often as your heart beats,
You are being spoken to,
Pointing out your problems and
Giving you the solutions.
But you try not to give yourself a chance,
A chance to learn and live,
You made a decision to leave
All that was spoken to you,
Until you become void.
Know you not that a little effort here and there,
Will reveal that you can hear, and dear,
You'll see how drops of water maketh an ocean.
But a little sleep, a little slumber,
Poverty will become your first number.
He that has eyes, let him open them
That he may see far and wide,
He that has ears, let him hear,
And not only see or hear, but also work,
Towards that which he has seen and heard.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.