No Love For Lazy Man
*NO LOVE FOR LAZY MAN*
If no food for lazy man
Should he still be loved
The night covers his nakedness
But daybreak is his worst enemy
The sun is never good on his skin
The rain makes him shiver
He's got a tender palms not good for hoes
The work skipped by his hands
Right in his heart he makes up for
He may not lift a stone with his fingers
But his heart moves stretch of mountains
Good things of the world he desires
Names of oldies and newbies found on his tongue tip
He speaks in fables of wealth
Wealth that holds no sweat
He plans on spending fortune he's never earned
A palace he is going to build
He wants maids for his queen which he has not wooed
He speaks of love like a moon tales
The riches brought by the desert whirlwinds
He speaks of a castle to build
Though he's yet a land owner
Choices and traits of his woman
He brags about a lot
Women he wants to love
I guess with mere words of his mouth
The teens are leaving in numbers
Our friend is yet to choose
The virgins are opening the seal and shedding the pure blood
Our friend still dreams of his wishes
No love for lazy man someone please tell our friend
You cast no grains nor plant any seed
You set no trap nor cast a fish net
You sell no tuber nor plough the land
The rain is gone no basket is filled with fruits
The merchant are here
No exchange have you made
The grayhair have doubled
The youths seem to bow for you
When the kids call you father
You know you made no zygote
The sunrise is about to set
Another season gone with no harvest
Still the same stainless palm
If no food for lazy man
Just you know, no love for lazy man
*Conceptual FM ???*
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