I feel lost in the deepest lines
When my thoughts cant climb one inch positive
Even a memory of the greatest times
My vains lay breathless
No blood to flow with a few heart beats
Am an after man living for progress
My brain is nailed with illusions
Those that have imprisoned all my dreams
Though i still believe am a star in my own life
Have lost alot and fear not to loose more
Wait for the one time i step foot off locked doors surrounding me

Shall we go to hide of the front and make love to light in darkness

Shall we crave to drink the water out of beer and turn drunkardness into dancing

Shall we sip of memories in every minute over your top and under your bottom

Shall our bodies rope up to the exclusion of coldness and delight in the merger

Shall sing mamcita my senorita and gamble over winning a lottery in getherness

Shall we puff to the air the smoke of the rich as we turn hustles into glamour

Shall Christmas bells find us with ding **** merrily kids and hence belows

Shall the stars outside darkness over the star inside of you

They saw the good in me and plundered my innocence
All run away with a share of a friend only my leaves to dry
They took my kindness for blindness but my cautious stood out
I acted stupid seated on wisdom
And they flame camped on turned a blaze they lighteth their guilt

Who are you
They are the people
To enjoy on your behalf without an attempt to  make you better
Until the bottle is empty the drunkard never stops drinking

They keep coming back, my face keeps the smile as my heart holds the lessons
Karma is sleeping on a rail with an epistle of chuckles for life took him to the streets
Karma put an alarm and only forgot to wake

So then i run a lonely race winning the solo award
One man comes and draws an oversighted victory
With horns they laugh with me but my resilience has no room for hurt
For sweet is the taste of their thorns as my mind made peace with trending pretence
#herdsmanofprogress

Life is way expensive
But least i can afford peace

See how unfaithful you have been
It’s almost tens in these past two years
If would denounce your friendship you would still have my days numbered

You chose the days longer than the nights as much as the weekends short as a mini-skirt
The year one when your mother was in labour, it must be the pain she had that makes hours rush through the rain.
Seconds keep running away from you only to meet minutes, as 60 minutes battle it’s already an hour most of which we loose and you never grant it back to us
You’re not ashamed that made many days in a month than the months in year 28-31 against just 12 months
January has always been for the streets carry the hustle for 11 months only to meet December every year
Could you make 365 days of light separate from 365 days of night

As we run to sleep the month ends by the time we wake it’s a new month
And so it shines like it never rains and rains like it will never shine
You’re a complete bully as you steal our beloved years, you mark them from birth and watch them  til death
You walk with them all their lives and never signal them about the end of their days

You must have divorced your partner, for so much pain you bring when you close up peoples dates without a single notification
Do you some times take bribes, to bless more days to the less fortunate and the society torturer’s than the those at heart and kind souls

Oh calendar, rewind my watch to the beautiful memories, erase bad touches of fear and stigma
I have seconds to read but minutes to write and the writ to last longer than my memories in the 10th generation
Rewind, my calendar 1991 has seconds unmemorized, unwritten
Let me paint my future on you calendar for my dreams to become legacies to the future
Note me with pleasure

I prefer the you
The sweat of your face,
You the finest of God's molds
The best of sand he used
Best of fraction in height
Bit of high and bit lowest
Best of structure wide and composed
No extras needed to define you
The voice weaved of tonned sounds
The ***** in thy sockets - thy eyes so calm
Never to wish to see of their tears.

The wrap up of lips - a ready burger for feast
I wish i would define you, your smile speaks to my silence
No rather i would calculate the reason you are pretty as a rose.
I would then wish to pick the rose but thy thorns would prik my humble walks to thee
I am walking farewell to your shadow
Calling for the luck of the wind to blow you by side.

Though i abide more in me is fear
Fear to loose my grip on the Lord
That aside fear to be less than better myself
Facing the ultimate wrath of fire
How wrong am I knowing that Love is made in the night since God watches us while it lights
But less he is the same watching us at night

I have a fever that if i dont make it the heavens will be disappointed
Come easy on me i try so much
I bare no room for laziness nor excuses
But truth down said sometimes am weak

My faith and passion are bigger than the future combined
For i have travelled to dreamland millions of time and now appreciate each slice of reality
Come easy on me, where you see me isnot the end
If you know my past then be pretty amazed the rains of fortune shower my tomorrow
#herdsmanofprogress

I want to give to my children not a lot of property, lots of wisdom
Not class knowledge alone, life principles
Not  bounty of money, skills of earning
Not a glorious background, meek living of life
Not well of relatives, friends with value
Not mere beauty, hand of progress
Not a bouquet of feelings, a lamp of love

Banzu careless cripper
Known to nullity as cares for no one
To drink is a daily Merry even to a sale of half price
The normal and phoebic have a slice to want Banzu believes can’t exhaust

Today it’s fried tomorrow roasted
Wines over spirit
Just a lost soul Banzu lives
What is tomorrow when I have today, I have my life to the brim my child will work for his own
Banzu get up the night fall so tight used by strangers and dumped before sunrise

Banzu knows of God but not one of church for Banzu disappointment in preachers cloated the mind and now left to the streets
The denial digging deeper in and foxes feasting without credit

Oh no
Banzu is lucky to get infected but only time can tell
The passion of drinking alcohol with a label to every bar
Banzu loves not to eat and so the immunity slags
Child watch not, I can’t tell what you’re to become
Banzu once on the call, twice and thrice in a stagger of sleep
What is left of me? Banzu the living dead

Needs And Dreams
Achieve your needs
For you need them to live
Work with your needs to reach your dreams
The more needs cleared, the more dreams covered.

I became a whisperer soon as she tamed me
Like a little pet i was to her
I grew feathers rather than fur with a mind blowing marginary focus
The days were shorter 24hours for each timed i winked in her presence was a dozen of days
Weeks were a mere meditation of a moment for i had befallen what i never saw coming
And so i turned into my own victim overthrown by my desire
She always said none to me but found myself bumbling to give her maze

Take me bites and cuddles i am not for a ride
I have lived today a tomorrow many have dreamt to live
My arms together have tangled
And blessings have overflown to harvest the least of where i sawed

If non knows not my story they shall die as wonderers
My sweat tastes like whisky for i have dreamt in day light and sipped overnight
I am the deemest light in the tunnel, a sight of eternity

Come by, fetch your dreams.
I lost my sight seeking redress
how i met reality from despair
the naked sigh from the west.
High five my feet
They have moved from the past to your zone.
I could drink to remember more of the tomorrow.

My favorite brown belt worn
For the sake of my dark skin seeking originality,
I say go by and stay to my wish of myth
Like the blinded thoughts i had for you
The tested blood of your royalty
I call back, to age after age

يمكننا أن نرى غدا
من خلال أحلامنا الصالحة
من خلال إخفاقاتي أتعلم التألق
من خلال الإيمان لقد تغلبت على الألم

#راعي التقدم

I am overly disappointed in myself
I am calm and empty like wind blowing through a bottle
I have alot to achieve but no time as age doubles
Doubting my ability is such a pain or should a man not know when to give up

I am tired and restless
Watching my planted trees with no fruits
They said the light is at end of the tunnel, its where i stand but darkness awaits
Where do i go
The broken limbs, the altered faces
Fasten away my worries for i ask where is my tomorrow

The champion in me collapsed long before
Though i still tall. My tall breaks to shortness
I am away from my normality
Dying slowly

We are all slaves to something
‘Especially fear’
Fear of being less than we are known for
Loosing people we are attached too, work
Fear of starting all over
That of uncertainties and insecurities
Fear of leaving a great status behind
Mostly the fear of death

But if costs your peace, think it over
Make a marginal steps
You were raised to beat the odds and find you for there is more about you that isn’t yet discovered
And there is always better on the other side of life
Take a leap of faith and hope in God
One step at a time …..there is more to life
#herdsmanofprogress

I was about to.... right on the edge
Then she slipped off
The shot was off target and the damage was a big trauma
She had accepted it but maybe the timing wasn’t

Moments earlier, it was all over her lips like lyrics of go fire man
It was all like the fire had penetrated the bush on the matches of scattered grass
Her sound alone was promising, and the birds ascended to it. Felling from far and nice without regard of eye caught by passers

She looked dump like a cold weather, a clumsy shine in midnight morning
As I looked on, my sphere drowned and other accomplices befell. Yes the moonlight shone in the zhumba dance affair
The finest of wine was served on a plate not a glass, for the drunkards preferred to sqoop rather  than to drink then it rained on my memory on the day she wished to dive in to swim

In a short sight, her waist was west of my watch and south of watchmans gaze, into the billow of a flat surface we hoped for rope to climb out. See one champion causing traffic leaving many ragging for wishes as though what a chance it was for beggars to ride
Just like that.... the candle was blown out.
#herdsmanofprogress

I wanted her heavy but she was curvy
She was a rapture of reality
My eyes measured her meter after another
She wore large like a curtain
I saw all through her skeleton
Am trapped by the posture
No mannequin is close to perfect
I am left to magnification

I loved you by your lies
They tasted so sweet that
I couldn't resist your utter
Now that you smocked me in the cold
I can melt you when it shines
#herdsmanofprogress

𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝘀, 𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. #𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗱𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗳𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀

What we have at hand is a treasure, but we run to catch what we don't have, a mystery.

What we foresee in illusions of gestures undermines reality of our very own reach.

Why have a dream to crawl yet you can walk, from a rain of opportunities to a desert of wishes.
Should Chances override choices?
Let not friction jump you from a pitch to a maze
#herdsmanofprogress

Sinobi my wanter
In her I am trippler
Over load and aboard
The serene enchantment averred

Hooks on beams
Ties of currency
Paid marathon of my racing head
Oh dubly double you
The weight of smile breaks my heart
Who saw the big boy cry for the luck of what he saw walk past him

My wanter wanted
The rose faded red to dark blue
Thick as a jelly
My swallow holds my gut
If she didn’t seek no doors could open
The affirmament in cross heads to bite a straw of reflection
A no go goner my fighter to the last drop

Karma catch me if you can
Blind you I laugh at ease
Fallen at your feet hundreds of moments
I see me shine brighter each time
Swallow your pride am all the way up

To the wicked eaten by suicide
Karma miss *****
With no lane to walk
Have your own ways rather than clown others living
Jealousy hugs you tight
For you sleep around other people's business
You nose addicted to what ain't yours to care
Balance your own failure

Luck finds to favor
Desiderium
The Heights of purchase over less an edge
A sobbing class routes in glass in a glimpse of subtle
Peaches in rhymes and melodies
Concord in strike fuming over tendons of resilience
Come or my an affiliate to and rooted in and with greatness

My naked watch of her as she seats bottom top of the glass
The taste of her beauty shines right down my throat

She dances in the blender and whines in the sieve
Marrying fruits to into a healthy sweetened soother
Her thickness bites to hunger with a sip of joy to satisfaction.
Can I have yours too my eyes speak
For my lips indebted to more vitalis

He returns each day with much pain
A hard day felt and back to rest
She cares less since he left paper

He feels at fault for the way life is
Life not lived at the best
She lives at her best moment at the expense of his pain

His heart feels cold with no shoulder to lean
And soon each return home, a tear drops
The later to him seems colder than today
The man he is has no time to die
Fighting isnot an option, its a way to survive

He is a hunter over and over his fear
How will life be with no sacrifises made
Then the heart asks how much is the worth of each sacrifice
Appreciation grows deeper faith than reckless acts
For if she has no feel for your acts nor know how best to bring you back from your worst of times
The road is narrow for your life
Sink within you heart....is it worth or you could be better off alone
The much in appreciation is bad enough to cause a good change

#herdsmanofprogress

He took out a stick and blazed to the sky
he made clouds from his mouth as birds dived through to find way.
His looks were toxics as his words glued all that listened in.
“Winks made branches,
branches clinged to moisture,
the wind cleared the air”.

Lay in there, I can find a way.

My words slapped his emotions
he retaliated with a revenge on bottles
endlessly suckling the sweetness of labels of wild percentages.

Not before long, he lost the way and dinned with the world.
It was only a moment when the pockets run cut
His usefulness was less than the tree that gives shades
soon the paths faded away and goodness shrinked past his recognition.
All was lost and life became empty like the bottles he ruined
The far East blocked his sunshine now darkness opened doors to him.
Farewell tomorrow people, abide with the play of today no more.
Illusions circled his soul and so his fight lost in vain.
Birds came down on him amidst a pool of hopless mares, they so sang for him ......Go home-boy
To his wonder was the home of struggle or the home of the creator!

Where time revealeth the closest to you,
the rain of sunshine whispers through the wind.
By then time stops and the mind is set a blaze of thoughts all in impossibility.
To relate is one and to be one is another.
The pain of sweat each drop off your face.
To be innocent or proven guilty a query with unmeasured price- all for money all for peace all for justice all for all, when the cuffs drop is when the mind breathes and life reborn it’s the freedom from what holds us back

Dear Mama & Papa,
I am now a grown up, crying to the hustles of the world
If my childhood-ness lacked I wouldn’t be here for you never let it happen
From the berry of Mama to the laps of papa. I so miss your touch
From the cries of crawling to the laughters of my age the world all over me. I pray for your hand to teach me how to maneuver

For the blessings of who I am are the prayers you have said
For my wins are victory to you and my sins are your grief
You have bore the pain of my actions but still cherished me as your own, I thank you can’t be enough I bless the Lord for you

So now I lay in adulthood thinking how you made it with me that I am almost a burden to my self
But then I smile for you guided and still accompany me in my journeys. I feel so lucky, loved and blessed

now my heart is happier and I am focused to making you proud
A child to shine your legacy and rain blessings to the next generation
Gods glory is going to shine through me and the fruits of your labor shall be harvested to the world
For let thy tears shade over me roll through your cheeks as a fountain of smiles and let Gods blessings grow on your heads in thousands of folds of uncountable Snow White hairs of wisdom as we live to shalom the past and dance to the dawn of our family’s future Glory

When you make it in life
You become a good example everywhere
Dont forget to make it!

The sound of the clouds
The noise of the winds
Yes they have a great message for me
Its the bell of change for the better
If you doubt me my actions will defend me
If you stick with me we are better than them
And if assist me my father above will pay back
Am tickled by hardwork laid in strength of progress
We got not to fight to get them, take a step each moment each time
Great minds listen to ideas rather than chucks for fan.

Everyday got to Eat
Eating to Live
Live and Grow
Grow to study and get Experience
To get Money
Money to buy food to Eat
Eating to Live
Live to grow older
Older age with wisdom thus experience
More money in
Money to buy more things to Eat
Eat to live longer
To another tomorrow to repeat yesterday

I have failed and hidden from my failure but never from the shame of getting back on my toes, I have flown with birds but never landed on branches of a tree rather the thorns of vengeance, I have sweated amidst a cold but never tasted blood from my pores, and so I shall live a victor of scars, the scars of my vine hustles thou make the finest wine for the world
#herdsmanofprogress

Desiring to encounter
What one can't afford, can track yet can't have
The illusions of a day dreamer
One with hopes so high with low resonance and space for creativity

Look at the bunch
A whole lot of fish without sense to catch none
Burning amidst tantrums of impossibilities
Try to hunt what he won't **** over what will **** him

Swallowing pride of a sword yet it carries cuts down your throat
Immunized with trouble and a sense of failure
He who finds reasoning catches wisdom as mr gathers a swarm temptations over reality
Unscrews a stolen package only to boom oneself
Shading dark colors expecting rays of a rainbow

He and disaster are related
Such a brave coward over what does not matter and a hero on unnegotiable fails
Can only be traced and trucked with the past and no cause to show over the future
Hey looser, calm your horn of day dreaming
Pinch and bite Alittle easy to swallow than suffocate over the range of eyesight

Look at me yesterday so weak in the name of aggressive
Somedays couldnt afford a meal but i now peacefully skip
Taken by emotions over words said to me and now a ninja who sips to every spoken word
See how tears governed my eyes and now laughter seizes each moment
I ever thought of nuckles to solve them peoblems and now i gladly walk away
Being broke was the anthem yet now i run the budgets

I wonder if you would have liked me yesterday
And forget not,  today isnot stopping me for tomorrow awaits for me

Down in the dungeon is where I am
Well known by many appreciated by few
But that doesn't matter

They made the promise
So they must fulfill their pledge
Is this how you can repay me
With soar wounds and weeks out of the sight of light
Will I see the betterness of life or face bitter living

They come and gather around me like I am a sacrifice to make
Though I lay down onto this cold ground my crime is not known to me
It was a good deal to them whilst my dreams of payment were shattered
What can I claim only my freedom
It's been days and my tears got exhausted and my way back to life lays on a line
Me holding knowledge of what kind they are threatens their living
At the end of the road in the middle of no where
Uncertainties crowned over my head
Sounds like I am gone soon anytime any moment

The distance Is long but yet short in glory of hearts, i envelope and cherish God’s promises for our lives for a candle you have light in our lives. Why not merry and cheers to #blood of #Christ that saved us!

What brings you butterflies
The stare into your the apple of your eyes,
Could it be the fragrance.
The apocalypse of live thoughts else
You tend when sensacion erupts
Perhaps could it be the dangle of the lips.
The hair swerve of nudation
no more the glittery smile tendered.
Are you recognized by guile or
tides of marred character

She asked me not to
as she sweated in bits of fear
I got this "I spoke softly"
She then gazed as though
it were the perfect moment.
The realist sanctified ability I had,
I was calm hearted with buzzes of anxiety
but as I held back her hand stretched to me in a  lifeless motion
Immense i got hit by emotions and my thoughts went on a marathon of illusions
Could it be done or it was deniable
I could be the right person
Rather the right one to cause everlasting tray of bitterness
I was almost there and she called my name###
It was in vain for help-
How couldn't I go?
How could I go?
It was me or her
An eruption of stitches to her voice
All  was in the silence of the Cinema,
She couldn't hold her laughter at the expense stomach breakdown
the amended cough series through her through
On my toes she went held tight and aimed
I sat sober and claimed!!! Ahem
Butter witch sandwich
I swerved back to the top while the struggle caused gambles
Did I still have too?

Hi Me

I forget to tell you the other day when we met as I always forget to tell you daily how much the much I may less forget to remember me

I couldn’t have much but stuck to you all journey long. I am flooded with pride and dancing with aces high above  for I am proud of you never ever giving up on me, on you, on us the we the once the formerly birthed the grown and now the aged me

Cheers to smiling to your falls and getting up to cry while walking for there is no time to rest, the endless promise you gave me to betterment the joy of gazetting diners with kings while the past laid us me to the floor lay like a dogy man helpless with life sobbing with sorrow of stinking poverty that caused the burning bush

I was right to crush on me for see how this distance is the closest to us. Oh remind me of the Calvary we have oh herdsman undergone and the hell to resurrection. The burial of disappointment and stir of winning scratching from scratch to diving in deep glory

Give me another cheers for I will never find another like me body and soul. Another look alike to suffer with me to not eternity rather to forge life and make life count. My shyness walks in your shadow as I prey on prayer and dive in blessings. Blessings unseen untold, unmeasured, untouched like a naked weapon slicing my enemies to guilty of I wish, the wishes the witches flew and miserably vanished

Hi me, that cried like a zombie but lived as man. A man of a boy, the little stranger me that met me and taught me to hunt the giant in me so can stand mountains and swim across oceans
The sliding from trials and stagger of jubilation

Hi me that no one knows the story of underneath you have come but sunbath my success for it shines all round. In the corridor of earth, struggle we have crawled, non shall stop our heavenly earth glory from scrap to mansion hearts and star face for it’s the rise of our scars to an art of beauty

I so remind me, dance the night off we won the day the lines between mind is circled with thoughts squared. Hi me getting high on heights of whisky and shaking my bottom to lullabies and singing never bye to me until I meet me again my love me and I your beloved future at the temple of unfounded heroes
#herdsmanofprogress

Before the alarm sings to me,
‘Wake up its the day of Love’
My heart already ached
For I smelt the roses scented from your own breathe
Achii the goosebumps as my hair turns feathery

My heads buzzes like the bees search for nectar. Oh what’s sweeter than your voice and gentle as her fingers
Sush if you have not tasted a sip of her lips, sinking your heart to a well of wishes
Oh Mamito I am drowning, can I hold unto your ******* as I strike my chest

The spirit leads me, for she lives in the spirit, the spirit of love
And hers is a body a temple, my dwelling place shall be
Her eyes are a cun for I can see no other
And her life is a journey I too must follow
#herdsmanofprogress

The old days lapsed in respect, parents and elders enjoyed no talk back policy from their juniors before the coming of the 21 Century where youngsters bury your words before they are spoken.

The naked truth is times have changed. Knowledge then was widely acquired by books and experience unlike lately where puberty aged hunters have gadgets worth plots of land and investments.
The Techno-Generation is as fast a virus cutting through ages, people access internet as often they wish and so they get knowledge from a home bench and at a lesser cost.
The trends are sweet to follow as you learn how to plug into which socket of facts or lies to abide with in society.
People these days dont mind jumping into conclusion of a matter they have heard of for the very first time. Nail you and crucify you on a spot. The torns of tongue spat at issues burns down ideas like solid acid. In a twist of a minute a simple wishper from one person will can either tarnish your reputation or give you a climb over the mountain.
There is more nonsense said but once you get backup media bloggers, your cries of shame can be a hangover to somones tears.
https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/07/30/the-opinion-generation/
#herdsmanofprogress

Speak of thee to me
My mind is guilty of the day thoughts
I am worn out from the runs you make in my heart
Yer sick in emotion attachment to your life

Should I give you my body for you took my soul already
From the watch tower I glaze
Counting my chances to be loved by one like you

I can’t access my heart no more you blocked reach for prison.
The lips I read of you have drained my taste for tears
Where are you hiding those sweet words
I am fasting for your speech to me
I am naked with passion of wanting to find you
The time bomb can’t explode till you and I are the unity in one
#herdsmanofprogress

Die if you must
If you are to live
Learn your own survival
Wait for no bells
Nothing will change for your sake
time is for those that have it

Don't you say it's all hard some are simple
Being broke is free
Keeping money is harder
If you must not hustle
Wait for no bells
Nothing will change for your sake
Time is for those that have it

For if bed is good
Sleep whole day
If you succeeded no one will blame you
If you must fail its your option too
Claim your own thoughtful throne
If you wish not
Die if you must
Wait for no bells
Nothing will change for your sake
Time is for those that have

They Ain’t worth

You know them
Need I mention their names
Those that treat you unpleasantly

The ones who believe you’re secondary to importance
Those that need you for the good of what you have and hold

Not the other the very ones smiling daily with you
The scavengers and the enemies of progress over your success


The hallelujah shouters with stone cold hearts, they give us company but silently crucify us at Calvary

Yes those smart ones with naked thoughts
So smart that they can rob you to death and disappointment while their hands are over your shoulders

They ain’t worth our hello, time and smiles
Lustful as ***** **** that rapes every hen along it’s path
They feed you to their dogs and bullet you to Guns you bought them
The silence of thy pain is so loud and so see trust under burial. The brutality of the spoken words left us in pieces
Dear you, pick up you torn parts let’s go find a heart to live on for it never changes
It’s our wish not ours to create of them

She looks like a little Angel with a heart of a *****
Her smile thou finest but her teeth biteth
To her you seek refuge in her you can never unwrap
Her eyes speaketh to you in her voyage with her man
Is it you she finds or her man

Whooping her *** to chair up and high like a leaf swinging for air
She licks her finger to the sunset of your eyebrows
Her nose breathes like a lamentation of song bird
She is a whole book in a chapter of your life
Are you tamed to her or her man to impress

One leg high the hip with crossed hands over the shoulder
A hug she seeks over the innocence of danger
Her actions burn naivety and cause men to be sorcerers
A decade of thoughts on her in a second of rush for what you can’t catch
Are you lame to run or blindly watch

Once I was a bar man
who sold porridge
Money was the goal as skill drove in
The drink I sold I had no idea of making
Though my efforts as a tender gave taste to the drinkers

One for the road on the hot sip
Only the stomach testified to the burning
But who sells porridge in a whine glass
A places a straw right there
Yes I did

Test me once to serve you
Trust your buds to hold it up
See you lips running to the glass as your hands shake
Sweet in the mouth with a cling of bitterness
Say no more give me more

I see how comfortably you sit with the curved body
I wish I could say something to you but rejection buzzes in my ears
The chair is so lucky to hold on to soft back seaters
The way you look makes your enemies blush away for you have toppled my thoughts to side with you alone
I feel entitled to say a word to you for I can’t see such beauty smashed in my face at an away cost.
How could you stand ****! you amaze us the beneficiaries of eye feeders, and here us carelessly chanting with claps.

Hello and hi for tomorrow
I couldn’t say much since I am boiling
Don’t say a thing for I read your lips and you are in for what I am not
Take me back to not meeting you
The feverish drums hold me captive

Go in peace, leave me in my pieces

Forgive me father for I have sinned
Like I did yesterday and have I done today
My weakness have brought me to you
In you mercy I kneel for pardon
Not worthy of nothing but begging for mercy

My spirits logs for you
Thee feet mislead me time and again
My heart to is a liar as it sugar coats pain and I fall again
Rise in me again father
For your holiness I log for as tire in this end of unknown voyage
Keep me to you than my enemies knowest of my moves

From mud I am
So ***** your creation I stand
Rather cleansed in the blood of the lamb
Forget me not my cries are to you alone