Twenty Four Hours A Day

They scream turn by turn,
When you start to earn,
They hate.
Your downfall, they yearn,
Your progress, they spurn,
You’re bait.
Societal burn,
Mental slaves, they churn,
Don’t wait.

Same hours in a day,
All can have a say,
Soar high.
Don’t listen, make hay,
Grow, glow, pave your way,
Do try.
Don’t make you be prey,
Those knees are to pray,
Aim sky.

Tomide Abdul