Beneath the still water, lies the home of aquatic cannibals
Beneath the glowing eyes, lies the sack of tears
Beneath the smiling visage, lies a heart flaming in ire
Beneath the serene lands, lies the millions age burning magma
Inside the loud noise making barrel, lies no liquid
Inside the sage head, lies the agony of many untold story
Inside the good looking women, lies the home of the serpent's venom
Inside the the wealth of one man, lies the debth of many
Above the dirty root, grows the fresh greens
Above the cool blue sky, lies the stars capable of incinerating the earth
Above the warm room, lies the struggle of the roof
Above the many knowns, is the unknowns
Before the fine gold, goes it turture by furnace
Before freedom, goes slavery
Before the rain, goes the turbulating wind
Before the fruit of the womb, goes the pertinacious war of the genital in the kama sutra battle.
~Olawunmi Oriyomi Yomidee
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