I woke up when days had changed
Day has sprout out and night no more
I wasn't to defend myself yet a victim.
Loosing what I had to times
Had I not slept, things would be different
maybe my life too be gone
We work for what we loose
Chase after dreams
Of which some hunt our success
I die to make the future the strungles me
The world that made me dance to it's tunes
I was born with nothing
Taught to earn it all in vain
When I cost things I loved
I didn't loose the brain that thought
Its true days change
It can never shine whole day
the heavy clouds gutted me
Stormy winds blow my bravery
my faith gave me warmth
My persistance lit up my confidence
my courage brought back the light
Am not of the dark meant to shine
And light all through

Trained for target for gain
In or out of range
I have to cover it up
I see you in my ranges
My focus is timetabled
Checked to those planning to stab me
We live not in peace
Those who surround me wish for my shoes
No one knows how heavy they are
My achievements stained
I plan to cage my inequalities
All my worries stand to my back
soldier lives by power of his tactics
my bullets smell for fresh catch
aiming for the finest
Soon I shall shoot my behind front
Its about to be or not to
Shoot to **** or to hit
Reign for now or eternity
The shot that blew off the mountain cliff
A die hard in softness

The animal from the book of history
stubborn to rear and hard to feed
How does it make it to be so sweet
Eats most dirt, never tidy
Doesn't chew cud and no hooves
Made different even the taste
Fatty from outside trimmed in the in
Isolated from the rest to the fine smell
The coiled tail and windowed nose
Evolution of what makes dirt sweet

They never go far, no they don't
roaming besides us, to our company
Fresh are their scents
Their deeds through family
They do sound in the wind
Some even couple
Some stand dangerous, sickness
No they wont take you, courage
When the day falls, night
Presence felt
The blowing winds
The cold scary nightmares
All circled in dreams
In us the live, our thoughts
When we say a prayer
in our crying memories
Wishing they were back
To the journey we undertake
They went undressed
Can't be touched or talked to
Shall they return? We shall meet them
let the days go, we too shall go

To her they proposed a rich man
Capable of all transformations
Her love was laid in jokes
Lady that only talked
With the walkways
The man with a small heart
A large pocket
He wanted her for property
her desire just to please parents
The heart mended by sorrow
At the helm of its wishes
The pain to depart from family
she wants to go
To another side
Traded will, a covered thinking
Now its the man by the roadside
he ever watches through the window
Says nothing to fights or joy
He desired her for a long journey
one to carry him fruits
She too admired the light in his eyes
The time spent together
in distant admiration
they gazed at each other
As her legs faced-parted
Payment for her growing
selling her pride

To non she was made
Exclusively unpredictable
beauty named of an apple
An eye roller with need of no penny
a circle within another

Men worship her body
Her tongue cut across men's hearts
She offered no resistance
since she called for no attraction
Yes she swindled young and old
Vapourised their minds with illusions.

Preachers took her for an abomination
women wished her dead
for their men had lost the way  
Her body was a temple of justice
judged men's feelings
to the men whose pockets had paper
She wore beyond dollars
Living in a coloured world of blacks
They all rated her next
For impatiently booked
Her legacy dailed no number
Numbers dailed in her favour
for she was next to non in....

You make no choices over it's decision
it grumbles before sunrise
Even when you had loaded to capacity
The mourning yawning
Undesirable fatigue

With no discipline of time
It depends with conditions
loss you call for ulcers
A medical expense to drive
With no age discrimination
no size alteration
it attacks for benefit

When the urge to eat knocks
Your thinking is fired
concentration drawned
Illusions born to you.
Ready for lies, for servitum and steal
An inner feeling that raptures
full body tamed to bow
the hunger in you calls for
The tears in you for
The pain that you bare