Got No Say
Wishing always, is all we can do
For all the time,time frustrates us,
Jumping is becoming a thing of interest,
Probably because, time kept on skipping us.
But it wasn't our fault,
Neither was it our choice.
Buy fate found fault in us,
Thus subjecting us to time's hands.
So instead of worrying to death,
I did just sit on my roof,
Look towards the farthest point,
Then take my cup of mashed bitterleaf juice,
Gulping it down through my throat all at once.
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