Threading the simple permanent
one step at a time
Who has sodomized you? how is that my business?
Why is my recognition your strife?
Do you know that I too am a passing bye
Suffering doesn't demonize a man, it's vengeance does
Makes a longing out of your life
Transmute into hunger,dissatisfaction, and the haggard
You live a check to see, when the sun sets for you,
you were a sentry your whole life, a sentry!
Your target read, ate and had sex, a century!
A sentry grave walks talks alive but numb
It don's human garb, but it is gone
with all the books yet to read, a sentry?
Who has sodomized you? how is that my business?
Why is my recognition your strife?
Do you know that I too am a passing bye
Suffering doesn't demonize a man, it's vengeance does
Makes a longing out of your life
Transmute into hunger,dissatisfaction, and the haggard
You live a check to see, when the sun sets for you,
you were a sentry your whole life, a sentry!
Your target read, ate and had sex, a century!
A sentry grave walks talks alive but numb
It don's human garb, but it is gone
with all the books yet to read, a sentry?
I march on for doubt those just about,
life's about face surety
than live a lizard sentry what a stupid life to live
A restlessness, a sore in the head
Many confuse the manning of junk as manning up, life.
than live a lizard sentry what a stupid life to live
A restlessness, a sore in the head
Many confuse the manning of junk as manning up, life.
O God may I not struggle to build my own prison
May my life not be a stupidity
May I not struggle to imprison myself
May my existence not bring tears to my eyes.
Teach me sacrifice, let my every action liberate me
May my life not be a stupor of self pity
May people not point at my life as an example of folly
Liberate my mind, show me the way out every time
For if we are not free we are nothing.
May my life not be a stupidity
May I not struggle to imprison myself
May my existence not bring tears to my eyes.
Teach me sacrifice, let my every action liberate me
May my life not be a stupor of self pity
May people not point at my life as an example of folly
Liberate my mind, show me the way out every time
For if we are not free we are nothing.
Travel book and music
Travel book and movies
Trave, food and orange cats
Music, book and good sleep
Farm, sleep and music
Jazz dates and animes
Sleep, sex and more sleep
Sutras, dreams and steaming
Snails, fish and incenses
Bicycles, vegetables and fruit trees
Oils, wine and wet kisses
Chocolate, coffee and good weed
Long walks, Afro and earpiece
Lekitaba, nguoreje, gashaka and vhweng
Way out weather, hot pear and sweet corn
Life is freedom
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