Hidden Agenda Poem by ademola oluwabusayo

Hidden Agenda



the world we soon know


no peace for the wicked


in the world of aladdin cave


when are set the world alight


i we be alive an kicking


for those that run amok



i we beg the ancient of days


to give me the angels in the house


i we stand on the side of the angels


i we not become an angry young man


you could seal my approval ancient


i we not argue the toss


under the auspices of God



i we not have axe to grind to her


you could take a back seat in my home i known


have bring home the bacon


whole ball of wax belong to you


we could visit the banana republic


you could become secound bananna in my life

when the band begins to play


i could plead with the ancients of days


for you not to belive then


forbid the banns and forget


they want the bang goes of us


dnt let us face the baptism of fire



our life we be barel of laugh


hapiness success mercy we be ours


we could get to our first base


our journey like a bat out of hell


we could be happy in our journey


under the baton of God

Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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