Hunger

With the Nepotism in my planet, essentially in my land, life compels And factual morals are forgotten. Ancestors way of living are forbidden By the rules we live in today. What’s happening in our society? Flash is made to capture, to imprison, Not to poison and abolish every tale we ever had. I sense discomfort when I glimpse defiance of young in open, forgive me but i Feel pain when I see the future walking in distress; giving their lives in return for a good life. Give them credit, but our lives were much easier before. Simplicity is no supplementary. But not everyone who’s involved wants to, Pleasure is the case, dissatisfaction is the face, eish did I say it’s the pace? Wait a minute Facing my demons with abstemious eyes, doesn't add up, I need a fluid to go through The night, where’s my pint to nip the tank of my thanks. I’m jaded, guzzle, gulp facilitate Slurp! It kills me to be unable to maintain my being, Without sentiment awkwardness, But little voices say… ‘Just be intoxicated, without any guiltiness’. My hero dies in vein, my mother stress in pain, and my friends suffer in shame, I didn't do it, but the hunger for more led me to desire more. Everyone’s scrip end is thrilled, but in one way or another, there is a season for everything. Life goes on, I’m a young woman. I’m different, I’m a lion and I’m in control. I may not be the most courageous, boldest, and smartest, But god gave me a voice and a pen, I refuse to be the statistic, the common, and the everyday indict, I refuse to be them, they, us, and we, I choose to be “I” alone. I am a woman, a lion, This is not the time to point fingers, This is the time to raise my left arm and say I am a woman, stray the shy of my spry. Heroes always live, but Hero die in this one, because this is war.