by Henry Ekwuruke
Published on: Aug 2, 2007
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Type: Poetry

There we stayed, there we worked
Till the day fortune met excellence
People trooped in and trooped out on a sunny day
Everybody is happy but two

Who thinks life is a platter of gold in the wilderness
Hard work in the garden means rewards
Many laws govern the activities around the corners
Bit by bit, day by day, we serve the troopers

Leaving no stones unturned we appreciate the proprietor
Madam is the goddess of this edifice
Were people refresh after works untidy businesses
Man must recreate or die working in Jack’s language

We try our best but our best never enough
Do move and don’t eat that fruit without my knowledge
Try not to eat it without my consent
You are not allowed to touch but see

Oh! My goodness this sounds crazy for my likeness
My person loves to eat everything and swallow too
Better, not tell me because law brings sin
Don’t and dos are full of our world

However, we understand it cannot be possible within our levels
Our world has moved forward to experiment all things
Never, don’t try this or you die, don’t?
We tried and died for future generations to understand
Still in the garden of Eden… here we come!



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