Live and Lets Live
You run, I run, each one in his own pace
no need for a rift, one man to his lane
when I run into you to hit your face
then life gets a red eye and goes insane
your way of life may be full of grace
that does not mean you hang us on a crane
if I like I can look and embrace
but let me be if I see as mundane
you want a law for all of us sir
you ban me to dine in a cool bar
b’cos you want to lead and be a star?
I may bare wood, rice or even broom
in your view they are not the best and doom
don’t dare on men’s ways or else hate will loom
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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