My people
Yet is my time
I will do to my best
From my bottom of the heart
I feel for your lose
My instinct has shown me success
You just need to confirm me
Place me on the lane
I will run with them
Strategically,I am well
I see success on our way
Just point me,
I will knell to wipe your shoes
God given and I shall serve you Godly
Holly and closely I am going to be
Just for the grace and away from grass
In the cocoon of a sweet man
Lies a goon
And it is only good time
To define the "good man"
He eats dead meat
He drinks blood
He sweeps the flow after visitors
He is a scavenger in a good coat
A linen shirt
A shoe that is costly
A sweet word that has hidden shame
A man of hollines in hell
A man respected and honoured by Satan
A man of no example
A real scavenger