In this life you either
The hunter or the hunted
There's no in between
You either survive
Or fade away
Curious how he managed
To be perfect in his creation
One gets to camouflage and
Get a way
My grand ma always said
This world is never safe
The food chain is always set
You are either at the top
Or at the bottom with your
Already sealed fate
Life is just but a game of cards
Play them right
Maybe you'll live to see
Another day's light
Adjusting like a bandwidth
maneuver through the night
Hidden in plain sight
Only seen when it's right
One wrong move
You'll regret for the rest of your life
Play your cards wrong
And you cease to be known
Everybody fighting for titles
Armed to the teeth
This fight is fatal
To make them listen
You can never use gentle
I wonder what will be left
When the dust settles
I fail to differentiate between
Whispers and the whistling of
Steaming kettles
Stop anticipating for a third world war
We are already fighting with questions
This world was never my haven
Being safe is not an option

Akwana Wa Odera
@therealakwana
© 2018