In our family;
Like bunch of a key;
Where we said,
Tradition is must;
Debates went about,
Cutting down a palm tree;
Whose fruits fell,
On our tiled-roofs;
Left them leaking,
Through many monsoons;
Elders said no for long,
All, in leakages, did prong;
It's, then, the youngsters stood together,
Cut it down and saved the houses dear...!
The sun raises so does it set
There's winter and summer; two different seasons
There's a beginning and an end; all these occurs different times
And all these, He was relating them to Ecclesiastes 3
That there's time for everything
His head soaked in a pillow with tears
His heart connected to veins with small leakages
Blocked arteries that almost reminded him of everything
Those bitter words that made him regret the loyalty
Those bitter words that brought pride and ego of a royalty
If only he'd handled this carefully, loving with limits, it would by have happened
She had teared his heart into pieces, he had no piece
Now his tears dropping with cracks on them; ooh what a heartbreak
I could see the pain and agony, the despair and the sorrow
I could see it all, the words through his unsettled lips
Seeking a shoulder to lean on, he only found his bags
It was time to travel again, these tears would only fit a piece of paper
But even the kidney failed patients get well again
Why not broken hearts? He'll get well again
The problems will be fixed and heart will be sewed
MY LIFE IS A SUCCESS
My life is a success;
Carved out of many troubles
Iike gold, I was cooked
Fire went through me like crude.
My life is a success;
A transition from many struggles
Through the shadows of death,
I found the light of my new birth.
My life is a success;
Carved out of toxic memories,
Am a sweeter taste from a bitter waters
Out of heat and thorns of many decades
My life is a success;
Punctured and restructured,
Immune from all leakages.
I am a letter; well punctuated
A special speech for all to speak.
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