You Boil You Burn
You’re at least a well wisher, so I thought
b’cos of you, I won’t be what I’m not
you’re the grand gangster of your backyard, so what!
your hate is impressively dynamic
the flames- to others you want to transport
the fuel of anger inside of you is quite a lot
boiling a soul which has long been hot
In your whole life, I’m just a dot
my scored goals shouldn’t be that significant
as for this challenge, heavy ammunition I’ve got
hence you can do me nothing so yourself you should sort.
Grow up and this mess inside you please abort
anyway its your choice
cos the ball has always been in your court
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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