It’s a family secret and sacred
Engulfed in pride of coming from the exalted mountain
Like a grim reaper he took it all, he thrust his boabob trees like figure on me,a voice calling in the wilderness, yet powerless,lm now the instigator bittersweet isn’t it!
The blood oozing down, betrayal, a web of lies,yet
They did celebrate my brother’s manhood
The future is simply dark, gloomy and bleak
Conceal, fees and woman must fall