Bachelors' Talk
Falling in utopia of love
Mesmerized like a dove
People hate you move
For you are not yourself
Why? Why? Why?
That’s my question to you
I started like a joke
Blended like culture I was
The traps are hard to evade
You say to me that
My brother from another mother
Hate is what it turns to at last
Best friends make worst enemies
Love is no joke
People get it wrong
To this monster slaves they become
Come back home
Bachelorhood is our style
Once I was a ruthless brother
A wounded buffalo I became
Every hole I poked my horns
I tell you
There is more danger in the brotherhood
But I blame no one
It was not their cause
This is my cross
Heavy it is and the mountain is rough
But I have to match
Nothing I will say
My other friends will learn from you
You’ll die poor and rich
Poor of love
Rich of sorrows
Love is no reach
But smoke and mirrors painted illusion
Go on boy
If the road becomes dark and unbearable
I hope I’ll have a place to call home
For the sake of our good days
Why tread along if you know the dangers
For you have the waters right here
K is always a constant
Bye my brother
I must do this alone
If I find happiness I know you will follow me
That you will never get
Only the one up there knows
God of love is only a name
Let me go and know that for sure
Copyright © Tobias Musyoka | Year Posted 2014
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