February 2014
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Love Trapped in Hate
Remember when our Relationship was like the game of Tennis/ When love meant nothing When every hello or hi said was enough When I never cared if you had a cold or cough And when you were so comfortable calling the bluff Remember the days you will pass me by like you never cared/ And I would bow down my head in fear rubbing my beard/ Praying upon the moon/ Wishing upon the stars/ That the lord will reveal to…
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Pay Attention…!
Like an alcoholic confessing his sins to a toilet bowl I’m ready to let it all out And Run my mouth like Mohammed Ali would run commentary for the Super bowl And Be rest assured that Truth will be told Be it in the scorching afternoon on the streets of UTANGA Or on Obudu mountain’s evening cold I/ Stand before you here as a thief Ready to rob you off the prejudices and misconceptions You hold dear to your heart/…