Sabbath
i want this feeling of loneliness
to leave me alone
the sermon is done
and guilt has engulfed my soul
maybe it's because i ain't keeping the sabbath
mr.preacher tell me
why can't i just live a double life?
that's the only way i can survive
i need weedsmoke
so i can wake up in the middle of the night and pray.
Copyright © Emmanuel Balele | Year Posted 2010
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