Timber Painting

"Rise Up" sayeth a voice unto me That voice that echoes even from within But tell me how and how can I possibly rise up The hardwork of my drowsiness Hath left me at the mercy of my slumber My motivation of the past hath left me in self deprivation And now you expect me to rise up once more "But you can rise up again!!!!" Oh! Here comes the echo once more Leave me alone and to my own vices For how mayest I rise up whilst I haveth not the devices Like a lame man cries unto the scorn of society How can I walk when I have no feet? Therefore I sayeth unto you, how can I rise up "Why sayeth thou that?, for you have feet and you can walk" Oh no! You understand me not Do not mistake the literary for the emotive I may have feet but they are not walking "Because you refuse them the liberty of their walk" Get yea behind me for you are nothing but talk But the voice sayeth once more and again and again, "Rise Up!" "Rise Up! Rise Up!! Rise Up!!! Oh Rise Up!!!!" It's pondering perseverance prevailed on and on It left me defeated, my adamance completely beaten My feet began to move, breaking the shackles that were once my salvage "See!!!, I told you you could do it", Oh be quiet , I replied But by my actions, I had taken its heed Even as I began to rise up www.ninafabunmi.com

Painting:Oil on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:24 W x 36 H x 0.8 D in

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