Sometimes
sometimes
am alive
yes I got a spirit
it high me up to God
and that
is a protection
in case you care to know
am a sinner
yet it don't stop
women loving me
either does it stops
God from protecting
my soul
sometimes
the life is my plan ****
and am the artist
with my pen
in my world
I am the omini scientists
in my creativity
am the omini god
I need no stain
I need no pollution
cos am a sinner
already crucified in
the cross of greed
by the Forsakers
in their gangs and evil
I draw a world so pure
it wallow their heart
it beat down their mini gods
at last I got a legacy to protect
sometimes
the old wise man
use to say
live to live again
the preacher man
say be born again
the Laddies say live
for today and let tomorrow
speak for it self
but only
the politician says
trust all you fear on
us
we can solve all of the
above
that triggers a sinner
like me to my bone
cos I can draw the big
bold lies in their
manipulation
cos am already dead in
their lies now am
alive in a new truth
I fear no Babylon
as much as the modern
still bully my art
so I paint
words with bleeding
pen while the eyes rains
sometimes
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