Twice the peace; twice the grace...    Sound mind; steady pace
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.

Fewer foes; sharpest plans...  Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands...  Yea; I deserve it all.

Shining stones; my wrist aglow...  Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore...  I deserve it all.

Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.

For the my sister who left too soon... Gone before she met her bloom
Every loss; I turn to fuel... yea, I deserve it all.

World leaders speak my name with pride... Crowds that echo far and wide
More than riches; soul untied... I deserve it all.

More power; more freedom... Every ounce of what I’m dreaming
Every door that fate has opened; man; I deserve it all.

Pure in heart when doubt was strong... Held my ground when nights were long
Tempted; yet I stayed headstrong... So, I deserve it all.

6 AM; I’m up to run; Train my lungs... embrace the sun
Outwork fate ‘til battles won... See, I deserve it all.

See people first as flesh and soul... despite the words the world has sold
Still; I gave them love untold... So; I deserve it all.

Silent moves; I mind my lane... Penning poetry; shaping change
Guiding youth through trials and pain... yea, I deserve it all.

For the prayers made in spite... For ancestors who gave their might
For my bloodline shining bright; Aye; I deserve it all.

For my mother’s gentle heart... She deserves a brand-new start
Karma’s touch; no bitter scars... oh, she deserves it all.

For my brother’s boundless dreams... For my cousin to reign supreme
Taking steps beyond my reach...  Cos' They deserve it all.

God who whispers when I kneel... Tells me what is truly real
Speaks in echoes; I can feel;  Lord, "You deserve it all."

Keep the fakes far out my space... Keep my blessings in their place
Keep my essence laced with grace... I deserve it all.

If they hate; let them speak... Truth withstands the foul critique
Legends last beyond the weak... I deserve it all.

Burn it down or build it high... Test my faith; I still won’t die
I’m the greatest; don’t ask why.... Cos I deserve it more.

Teach me how to love; I'm lost in the motion
Tossed in the ocean; frost-bit devotion
Heart’s been a vault; locked with corrosion
Now I’m just numb; lost the emotion

Teach me the way; 'cause I stray from the meaning
Played with the demons; bathed in the bleeding
Love was a game; now it’s pain that I’m feeding
Shadows embrace every face that I’m seeing

Teach me the touch that don’t crumble to nothing
Trust isn’t rushing; lust isn’t loving
Tired of running; my soul is combusting
Built out of scars and the weight of destruction

Teach me to give; not just take till it’s hollow
Swallowed my sorrow; prayed for tomorrow
Chased every thrill till the feeling was borrowed
Left in the ruins of hearts that I’ve sorrowed

Teach me to heal; let me breathe through the fractures
Love ain't a play; ain't a scene full of actors
Trust ain't a chain; or a dream full of captures
Faith ain't a game; ain't a scheme for the trappers

Teach me to fight when the light starts to flicker
When love isn't quick; when the nights turn bitter
Not to let go when the weight gets thicker
Not to let pride make the ties grow thinner

Teach me to love; not just speak it in riddles
Not just the start but the depth and the middle
Not just the heat when the passion is little
But when it’s cold and the silence can whittle

Teach me to love; make it raw; make it real
Show me the way; let my soul start to feel
Break every chain; let these wounds start to heal
Teach me to love; let me know that it’s real

I disobey You; my Lord; yet You call me back to grace...
I stray a thousand times; yet You never turn Your face

I sin in the daylight; I sin in the night...
Yet You cover my shame; conceal me from sight

I took from the world; but forgot what You gave...
I walked into darkness; yet still; You forgave

I spoke what was false; I mocked what was true...
Yet Your mercy still flows; like the morning dew

I broke my word; I broke my vow...
Yet You mend my soul; then teach me how

Had it been men; they would cast me aside...
They’d whisper my faults with laughter and pride

They’d sit in their corners; rebuking my name...
They’d shun me; condemn me; and add to my shame

They’d mock my weakness; they’d call me a fraud...
But You; my Lord; still open the door

If it were humans; they’d count my sin...
Weighing my worth; deciding I’m thin

But You; the Most High; You see through the clay...
You know I am weak; yet love me anyway

You veil my disgrace like the clouds veil the sun...
You wait for my steps when I try to run

You heal without mocking; You give without scorn...
You whisper Your love before I am born

No debt too heavy; no past too flawed...
For You are the Merciful; the One True Lord

Indeed; You; my Lord; are the Most Loving and Forgiving...
The King of Kings; the Ever-Living

Oh; how the mighty had fallen
Once a lion; now barely crawling
A land where rivers of wealth once flowed
Now cracked with hunger; dreams corrode

They sold our gold for a bowl of dust
Fed us lies and broke our trust
Once the Giant; tall and proud
Now we kneel; heads bowed

The king feasts while beggars wail
The throne is built on chains and nails
They buy mansions across the sea
While we drown in poverty

They raise the tax; inflate the price
Turn our sweat to sacrifice
A day's wage won’t buy a meal
While leaders fatten on the steal

Who bewitched the land of kings...
Where echoes fade and freedom sings
Our fathers fought with blood and bone...
Yet here we stand; stripped to stone.

Europe’s chains still bind our hands...
Yet they call it trade; they call it plans.
We lost our crown; they stole our voice...
Now we whisper with no choice.

A child is born; a future grim
No light of hope; just shadows dim
The rich drink wine; the poor drink tears
The cycle turns for countless years

But the fire smolders; embers bright
A storm is brewing in the night
For even trees that bend and break
Will rise again make no mistake

So tell the lords upon their seats
The ground will quake beneath their feet
A nation starved but not yet dead
Will one day rise and break this thread

Oh; how the mighty had fallen
But even ruins heed their calling
A time will come; the script will turn
And justice rise from what we burn

The Puppeteers’ Play

They share the world as if it was their own
Carving borders into flesh and stone
A puppet-show with power strings
While we dance to the songs their greed still sings

Bomb Iraq; and we’ll pay you with gold
Arms in their hands; but the truth stays cold
Blood spills cheap when the market’s right
And war is just business wrapped up tight

Israel rains fire; Gaza is dust
Children in graves; their names lost to rust
Peace is a myth; when profits are high
When nations decide who should live or die

The U.S. cleanses; yet claims to defend
Wiping out cultures it swore to befriend
"Democracy’s coming;" they say with a grin
While bodies pile up and wars never end

Move Gazans to Jordan while they close their own border;
Claim it's for peace; but the lies only grow bolder
Tanks roll in... while they weep on the sand
A homeland erased by a merciless hand

Condemn the oppressed; let the strong run free
Justice bends where the rich hold the key
The world turns away; pretending not to see
As history repeats in hypocrisy

Europe still acts like Africa’s land
Draining its veins with a colonial hand
They take the diamonds; the gold... the oil
Then call us savages lost in turmoil

The UN speaks; but its hands are tied
A lapdog wagging by the West’s side
Condemn the weak; let the strong go free
Justice depends on the powers that be

And Africa.... oh Africa; blind and bound
By leaders who sell their own for a crown
They bow to the West; they trade their kin
As long as their pockets are full within

Brothers at war; sisters in pain
Divided by greed; yet we’re all the same
No love within; no unity found
Just fighting for scraps on bloodied ground

Muslims labeled as terror’s face
A billion souls reduced to disgrace
A single man sins; the whole faith is blamed
But when others do worse; they’re never named

Fear is currency; power the game
Divide by color; then set it to flame
Black or white; it’s always been
A sin to lose; a crime to win

Haemophobia; don’t let the weak survive
If they bleed too much; they’re cast aside
No care for the sick; no love for the poor
Just numbers rising in death’s own store

They speak of peace with sharpened knives
They shake your hand; then steal your life
A world on fire; yet they pour the fuel
And laugh while we fight like mindless fools

History repeats; the cycle spins
The puppets change; but the play begins
They share the world; they take... they own
And leave us lost; blind and alone.

They say love’s a river; soft and wide...
A tender tide; a gentle guide
But heed me well; O foolish heart;
For love will tear your world apart

It starts with whispers; sweet and light...
A fevered dream; a stolen night
You build your castle; stone by stone...
Yet wake to find you’ve wept alone

Their words like silk; their touch like fire...
You drink the lie; consumed by desire
You trade your will; you bend; you break...
And still; you give; though much they take

They hold you close; they make you whole...
Then twist the knife into your soul
They promise always; never leave...
Then vanish fast; no time to grieve

One moment gold; the next is rust...
Love’s gentle hands will turn to dust
It lifts you high; then lets you fall...
You beg; you crawl; it takes it all

You drown in silence; choke on pain...
You watch them love; yet not the same
The heart once cradled; held so tight...
Now tossed aside; stripped of its light

Through nights of war and days of doubt...
You search for love; yet live without
A battlefield of scars and ache...
Where one must lose for one to take

And still; we chase; though love deceives...
Like autumn trees with falling leaves
We give; we burn; we fade; we learn...
Yet to its fire; we still return

So fall in love; go chase the dream...
But know the cost is more than it seems
For love’s a dagger; gold and bright...
That sings of joy; then steals your light

I traced the lines of us on my skin
Each curve; each edge; where we begin
A path we carved; through joy and strife
A map of you; a map of life

You were my compass; my north; my guide
The star I followed; the tide I’d ride
But somewhere along; the course grew strange
Your heart withdrew; the map began to change

Through deserts of doubt; through rivers of pain
I searched for the way; to find us again
Each turn a memory; each mile a scar
I chased your shadow; but you’d gone too far

The mountains we climbed; the valleys we crossed
Now feel like a dream; in a world I’ve lost
Your voice was the landmark; your touch the sign
But you left me adrift; no longer aligned

Still I kept searching; though the ink had blurred
The promises faded; the paths deterred
For even if lost; I clung to the trail
Hoping my faith in the map wouldn’t fail

But maps can deceive; and hearts can betray
Love’s navigation; can lead one astray
I gave you my all; my treasures; my seas
But you let me wander; left me on my knees

Now here I stand; no map in my hand
Learning to walk; to understand
Some paths are lessons; some trails unwind
And the map I need; is the one I design

For love isn’t found in the stars above
Or in the terrain; of a deceitful love
The compass I seek; isn’t tethered to you
It points to myself; to a life that’s true

So I’ll draw new lines; let the old ones fade
Chart a course; from the mess we made
And though you’re a chapter in my cartography
The rest of my story would be written by me