I blame the sun for keeping us apart
Well the moon also took part
By dawning another day in
I blame the cock that crowed
Signalling our fate
The crickets that sang are not spared either
As in unison they chanted our closure
We couldn’t be, I blame us
By injuring our hearts and leaving the pus
Flowing deep into our souls like sap
I blame you
I blame me
For not fighting
For not curbing
The stimulus of our rage
Let’s remain souls trapped inside
Deprived of their need to go wild
Have you read my e-books?
Lord, sometimes I see wealthy people Adorned in pearls, gold and purple tunics I see them fat, with fat wallets and fat cars I see them walking in a rich
Sunday, 31st December 2017, 12.45pm Anger is what I feel when they jeer at me Resentment takes the best of me When they torture my soul and rip my heart
Sunday, 31st December 2017, 12.32pm Sometimes Lord, my faith is shaken There’s too much theory about you Everyone has their perception of you And when they share, it conflicts with
