ODD

Odd
Franklin Rapheal
day by day
i gazed upon this worthless world
wandering if i am ood
brown hay shades my eyes
i see it all
but, like they
iam not
seasons pass, seasons come
an ass,do they call
to shimmer the sceptre
and clean halls by the rod
i gazed upon this worthless lord
wandering if i am odd

the masses arose
running on thier toes
though many have tried
to fill thier holes
they have failed
lying in thier woes
cubby shoes, hold a risky find
if they only knew
what holds in my mind
i gazed upon this worthless world
and with a nodd
wandering if i am odd

now for nothing it hates
maybe i was late
so also maybe bait
what ever i seldom choose
maybe the truce
it has this devil loose
i gazed upon this worthless judge
wandering if he is my lord
like so odd i am with a nodd

to prove wrong
will end in lies
this dame of which
i have honoured
still she has roamed
never passeda thought
could treat me so cold
now i know the lot
of which i ought
to seek a fort
this world of which i hate
has never looked straight
to mend its frays
i stay this way
for i looked up
priceless world
which has no lord
with a nodd
i choose to be odd