hmmm.
You know i’ve been up all night
Figuring out which way is easier.
I can promise it was a tough fight
Cause the thoughts made me weaker.
For a second i get lost, the next i’m not
I ransack my brain searching for answers
Each moment, i try to connect the dots
I still can’t figure out the correct answers.
“Hang in there” i repeat to myself
“There is always an explanation”,
But the more harder i push myself
The more closer i bring my damnation.
All the trust is now gone and totally
Not even a bit trust to put on me.
Solutions is what i hope eventually
Yet, that is not something meant to be.
What breaks me most are your words
You push everyone to the left then turn right
You claim you wine and dine with lords
And in that case you are always very right.
Just like the morning due you’re running out
And just like too good things you’ll turn south.
On that day everyone will be so busy to hear
That in some way you are perishing in the rear.
Moses Abasiene
July 14 2017
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