Pains

Oh! The east wind, The self a claim iroko is now bent The eyes release rain Pain and strife, Pain and sorrow. Pain pain pain and no gain A shattered life, if it ever was. Reflects in a broken mirror But your eyes have not seen it yet. They jabbed at you with sharp little lies The world of real illusion. But what l see is a dance. A dance at death's gate. The dancer's drummer was among them He refused and refused advice I remember him for "Nothing will happen. I know my self" It was just a fight A fight to Glory A fight for a woman. Is love a death warrant Manifested through a woman? Another may still break a dream By lying dead on the street A good night in the morning