ali chukwuemeka - Thoughts

The skin might be of the same colour
Our thoughts are never the same
Life to some people taste of the same flavor
Our thoughts are never the same

From the abundance of our thoughts
Speaketh forth the mouth
Can any living soul be thoughtless
Such exist only after the unwanted intervention of death

We all think
Our thought differs
In the pit of circumstances they sink
Producing good or bad effects

Thoughts sketches behavior
Sound thoughts sometimes is a mans savior

ali chukwuemeka

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