Worng Trust
One wrong trust
With dagger, my heart got thrust
I died not, but got lost
Become a living ghost
Lost in trust
Enemy playing friend
Banana cloth tossed on my destiny
Wanting my demotion to trend
Infected me with a flue
Then rifled me to the blue
Birded away with no clue
With nothing than the left shoe
Took refuge at the mountains
Mountains with healing fountains
Rinsed me to rebirth
Applied my mechanism with gracious grease
Came to mind a song by KSA
" Appreciation modúpé
Oníbú ore, bàbá gb'opé mi"
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