YESTERDAY BY PRINCE JOE

YESTERDAY

Yesterday was crowned the father of brokenness,
Tempting himself to go back into a misery for life.
He found a pieces of his eyes beneath his pillow,
But it looks like a  yolk dancing into his shell,
Which sprinkles sprouts of disgusted guice.

Yesterday became lame underneath the sun,
Trying to lunch an album in-between a woman's leg,
We call the rude action a fornication in abused,
But he called it a stealing by striks in wild,
I can see truly yesterday his mad for real.

Yesterday became a slave in the eyes of the earth,
Gathering his left burnt ashes into a canal.
Rivers never flow for the use of himself,
It flows for the usefulness of the world,
For the relic of the world to be washed away.

Yesterday became a dying boy in his father's anus,
Turning his eyes into rivers of lustful thought.
They said men don't live by bread alone,
Oh! I burn my tongue into emptiness of void,
Anytime I hear the word men with bread.

Yesterday became a father of 56 children &12 wives,
But he ran away with his legs above his head,
Is he not the cause of the present situation?
No wonder we call ourselves God's own heart,
But forgotten that Liars are Fathers of hell.

Yesterday taught himself how to break the sun,
For him to learn the riddles of holy God,
But he forgotten those who see beyond a sea,
Will surely die in the hands of a dust.
Yesterday is anyone reading this poem.

As Written by:
Adeniran Joseph
    2-0-1-7
   Prince Joe
[POETRY IS LIFE]

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