hateheals 0 Report post Posted July 19, 2007 Looking foreward to the days of freedomI passed the days of hardships with a smilelittle did I know that in store was boredomand every second seemed as long as a mileEnduring forces,vectors and calculus and logslitre by litre ink flowed like the gush of a waterfallSlogging all day,with little or no rest,we lived like dogsall dreading the days to come i the great hallthen passed the days we all toiled for and dreadedour slogging was put to test after what seemed to be an eternityeach passing day caused our fear to be shreddedfor freedom was to come to us in entirityfinally came the day anticipated by each one of usthe day when there are no bondageslike bees out ofa burning hive one could see us gushthe moment arrived,which was anticipated throughout our insignificant agesdays of unchained estacy arrived soonleft us in freedom before never knownlittle did we know about this legendary boonseeds of boredom in us it has sownday after day wasted as we scratcher our headsfor all that was planned to be done failednow we lie aimlessly in our bedsthe virus of boredom infecting us,we are but impaled. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
