I have been searching for perfection.
Forgetting like a computer program,
coding has some glitches.
The maze has no loopholes.
In this pretence world one’s worth is measured by one’s riches.

Insulting the intellect, knowledge kept as a pet.
Not being fed, how can it be a fat cat?
The location is filled with empty hearts.
Open eyes help thee not if the mind is blind,
The sin is always in the hand at least for a moment they can pretend.

Life was well lived dancing on top of their own grave.
Playing happy families but nothing like a soap.
No use mopping fill up the soul and be inspired by hope.
Rags to riches a story known by a few in the township.
Sinking in the sea we’ve hit an iceberg it broke our friendship.

I am a black sheep but nothing close to Lucy.
I hear no evil, speak no evil, I close my eyes and use my third to see.
Paid most attention it was important like a third degree.
The cruel hear no plea from me.
He without sin shall cast the first stone.
Swimming in thoughts, we really are alone.

Fascination is the driver of curiosity.
Love and respect encourage diversity.
In the mind of a child of colour knowledge will free him from mind slavery.
Yet it pains me to see one be the product of the broken society.