LEISURE FROM LIVING

LEISURE FROM LIVING
What is this breathe if full of greese?
We have no time to sleep and feast
No time to glance when she greats
Where bees hide their hives in trees.

What is life if dragged by force?
We have no strength to dive and stop
No might to fight when called for war
Where tigers aim preys afar.

Where can legs go if ozone deplete the more?
We have no divine envelope to hold for long
No repellant to resist when it radiate thorns
Where eagles run for Shaddy logs

What is love if full of frauds
We have no zeal to feel at all
No joy when ' papers with dead men heads' have taken the love
Where wild roses display phrases for hurt.

Where can we go after all
We have no abode to ply
No planet to cover when rapture purrs
Where Angels sounds their voices for Christ's freak to fly.