THE HOLYWORDS
by Gbadegesin Akeem Ayodele
A thought may be delayed by the thinkers
A word may be stammed by the speakers
The tale of the holy grails may be starved
In the story of the apostles epistles.
One day a word may be slammed by the listeners
Another day a word may be dimmed by the weakers
The tale of the holy books may be stirred
In the story of the apigentles giblets.
An holy splits make a wonder in the seekers
A day of suffering yardstick a century pains
The narration of an ant in the mount Zion
Each carries the holyegg or the salvation globe.
A pious word may meet out the larva from the core
A command may stone the hottest liquids of the Brandeis
The verses of the root of the Hollywood is the holywords
In the stage of world where everyone bears the witness.
All things are precious to the seekers of knowledge
In a thing many valuables gems lay for the seers.
I could never read a word to say understanding a page
I could never hear a line of the God words from the stone.
We seem to be Grace to Grace in the palace of comforters
The dressing codes of the hosts in Tanta to the guests.
A trail of the palm's family gives brooms to sweep the floor
Palm oil on my soups,palm shouts praised in the prickles.
It seems as a dream or drama the holywords spoke and passed
When the holywars start the parties questioned the beginnings.
We all forget that at beginning a word with God is being
The word is the all creations,the words make wars,wealth and life.
by
Gbadegesin Akeem Ayodele
(somideela)

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