THE PASSWORD

Secret codes,
often hard to decode,
Information from chords,
Hard as a diamond
without knowledge in music.

Life just like security,
made up of codes
as we try to decode,
just like a web page we a re directed elsewhere
Tough is the going,
tough we become,

Trials and tribulations,
A pain without meaningful gain,
we cry out loud when in pain,
We forget of the train,
that leads us to success.
So they say no pain no gain,

Traveling abroad,
on board is that dream jet safari,
nodding my head to beats of Rastafari,
The simplest of the simple we forget,
just like flying on waxed wings near the sun,
ask Daedalus and his son Icarus,

Signs have shown that its almost time,
For that door to be opened,
The door to success will be opened
The door to prosperity will be opened,
the door to the fulfillment of our dreams will be opened,
But only if you have the password,
Password to connect to the maker of the door.

As we enjoy Easter,
As the rams, chicken goats and even bulls,
scamper for safety for fear of the knife,
Yet someone somewhere is sleeping on a tent,
Someone cannot afford a meal,
yet we have more than enough to make our rubbish pits
swell and smell with rotting flesh,
Do you need a password to do something different?