I totally did this for you
No for myself
I am a man,in my own space
I question decisions and steps
Within me a space is created
Like of lebanon gallon
Five years a slave
I make no mistake
I speak light like furnace
Seconds with a tone counts every minute
Disguised  by burning mouth
I asked them to look down and work
He asked us to look up and preach
We chase after the black linen
He chase after the white horse breed
A times I wonder if am the space
But I realised he is the MAN IN SPACE.