Never get a fair shake
When the wealth ain't spread
It gets shared among snakes
They slick & shed skin
Blend into the hedges
Venom make us all hectic
Yet they talk so sweet
Make us feel diabetic
I don’t get it
Are we so discontented?
We let wolves into the hen-pen
Just to get some incentive
If you could get the opportunity
To be anything you fantasized
Would you know what to do with it?
Could you actualize?
Ask sometime.
To Be Frank: 