When Is Good Morning Lucky Day Coming ?
How can i survive when i can barely peak
And so i cried and cried for weeks
The bitter part it's yet unspoken
But yes the reality had to be taken
Angel took away my sorrow
And made me believe in a better tomorrow
In the genesis i was really hopeless
But i began to flow with nature and so i got happiness
I know in life there comes a time weeping
And nevertheless the time for wishing
And so the sun went down softly
Another night is here again, i breathe slowly
My art is full of bitter compassion
Now how do i tell of my dream-my vision
Copyright © Garnua Danjuma | Year Posted 2010
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