Too Many
I know too many dungeons the earth has swallowed too many dust from sahara to the river nile,that never left a sign. too many silenced love, that never was born, too many ignorant prints on gold and mines,to robust, their soul and mind. many opportunist misuse their prime too many pride caliberate their sight How many ignorant kings are made by chance? too many,they see the sunset everytime a poets voice cant attain the moon,curse be, upon the greedines that turned his blood to food.












