Evil People
ANYMORE
Words of wise men has turned evil
And the souls of trusted women has turned to devil
My own humbled spirit rebuked and chocked
And my ways chased after and blocked
Hey books of poverty and nice words of enemity
On whose hands are you lying in this city
Are the words worthy to destroy or build
If the words belong to me then im a child
Dont push those words again
Or whisper them on my ears because here is the rain
I dont belong to the world of darkness
For today i have the moon and sun for brightness
Let me out of your minds
Because you will swayed trees like winds
When i get to my world
Where would you have your pride sold
My world is different from all what you gave
The halves of calabashes you have
Those which you used to convince
See now they deceived you all even the prince
Hey today listen to me in this daylight
Im of the chosen race among the heir of the sight
And my spirit cant fight
With the race of devil sought.
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