THE GRUDGES IN MY THROAT

                        THE GRUDGES IN MY THROAT

It does not worth the grudgesIt deserve more of the grumblesWe fight for the neck, the tail we ever get

Ours of it just like a drop in an ocean

 It never pays yet owe in sumsThe time yesterday comes another dayIt does not worth it!The misery gathers to be miseriesWhere there is will there is no stream of wayBut the platter of hopeWe gather every day to gather a needNeed gather upon to be needsOur wills formed in to dreamsPile up on the ladder of hopeIt does not worth it

Does it mean we never reach the apex?None ever reach resolution?We have gotten to the climaxWe shall not agreeLet’s live by our cross nowAnd it should change the successorTired of announced death, falling like a log of woodAnd our myopia is crushing and thatWe lie at your feet.The heroes! Our mentor are falling
Our future is battered and
Yet with no resolution by youThe heroes are fallingWith their mind caged with the evil omenOur future that convince you to be sorry is at stakeAnd now we are ready to stalk you like a windYou do not worth the grudgesYou do not worth the grumblesCause from past your mind is made of rockAnd your downfall we now seekWe shall stuck you with our arrow of shameWe shall stuck you with our arrow of lone

We shall kill and send your body to the forestLife! We have placed you on the table of goldWith chair of diamond, water from the well of zamzamRaised you like stars in the sky but……………..Life had shown that it never worth itDown at my feet never my shoulder again… Never!