A jack beneath the furrow
Darkness inside the hallow.
So much we talk
Crunchy miles we walk
Just to get out our way.
Its money I say,
That turns our night into Day.
Loyalty is fictitious.
Its written in fairy tales.
Why do we hide in fright?
When our driver is our might.
What would you do without him any way!?
The light across the trees
Our hunt for our needs
Basking greenery in sand dunes, can’t survive.
Culture cutting freedom of your wife
n What of all the sins you did
throughout your honorable life??
The leaves fall off when dried.