Josh Berry World

Going and coming, From the presence of the king. Running and flying, Yet they return'd with broken wings. Slopping and skating, Like the juveniles of the south. With spirit and flesh debating, Their habituals did again sprout. What look'st thou for? That is not surplus in the king's domain? What ho! , of thy needs remain? That the king will not willingly on you pour?                Remain thou in thy stead.                Thy gallivating did wroth you dead and live. C.2017 Adeyemi Joshua

After decades of torments and struggles, His bones cracked and wept heartily, His legs disagreed throading on the harmless bottles, And kept him indoor like a-day littlun of january. The fortune he piled up stabbed him, Under his comfort roof, oppressions seize his peace. The then lovely moment gave no more pleasure to him, Because the end of the race is no longer a tease. 'kpo, kpo, kpo', the vessel of misery banged his door. Coupled with misfortune he emerged. His lovely sad trend pulled down the man's joy, As he pierced his hand and took his soul in desguise:                                           "Cumi' with me, your period is done,             Lay now beneath your feet and let us be gone! '. C.2017 Adeyemi Jo...

Being divorced by His daily bread, He scold his heart and mind. He'd devised arts of all kinds. Yet, indifferent is the daily bread. Then he resolved within himself: If life will not, then let's try death. Folly being his boast, Indecision had him like hay around tossed. He said: 'I'm tired of life, i'll die'. So, he did all means to fear his breath tried. He hastened straight into the jungle, But when he saw the Lion, his legs fumbled.      "No matter coin life gives you,       Death cannot give you two."        18: 01: 13: 14: 36 Adeyemi Joshua