"Time of naught than praying"
Of raining in wicked sky
Sparkling with unfriendly light
Thundered in a petrified path
But there is no way for every mind
To pass,than under this wicked sky
Hence,mind goes back to its neck
Mind of mine minds praying than fearing
Only prayer is needed in calamity–
'cause,Many different waters
Can be delivered from my eyes
But does it solve my apocalypse ?
©ASO,Tijani
Innovator onilu
April 23,2023