The Queen of Diamonds
You’re wielding a sickle
In my field of dreams
You’re every obstacle
In my maze of extremes
Tossed in the deep end
We were on the same team
Withdrew a helping hand
I had to sink or swim
Only the winds of fortune
Kept my head intact
Focused on the horizon
Over the walls you’ve stacked
You’re wielding a sickle
In my field of dreams
You’re every obstacle
In my maze of extremes
You had my neck in a noose
Your forked tongue hissing lies
A price you could never lose
My name on the bull’s eye
Put your heart on the table
It was the queen of diamonds
Your skin was designer label
Your eyes artificial diamonds
You’re wielding a sickle
In my field of dreams
You’re every obstacle
In my maze of extremes
The flaming house of cards
It was money well spent
The game of love’s a sure bet
‘cos you hit the jackpot
You’re a sinking ship
The house always wins
You pocket a few chips
Thinking they’re magic beans
You’re wielding a sickle
In my field of dreams
You’re every obstacle
In my maze of extremes
08-24-2015
Tbang
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015
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