The Paradise from hell - Abdulwaheed Olaniyi

Some bury their hearts  in the charming awful risk, 
Some lick the lips Of the shinning sun,
Some hold firmly, the hell of money abreast, 
Some sacrifice their fates for  their fortunes, 
Some leave the haven and live in the desert, 
Some cry to nurse their smiles. 

To makes them the future of their lives, 
They go through hell to give them paradise. 
They are the parents building the paradise through the hell of time. 

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