What a slip have i done?
A slip with no one to incriminate
cause i had all the advice of avail
Had i known the advice will come true
I could just listen and apply.
Now alone on earth
Enjoying the smell of ignorance
Had i known i was’nt a champion
I could just listen and apply
A mistake done indeed irreversible.
In tears of retrieve i live
Crying for help but no one to act on
Walking in streets as a slave
Looking for honey in sensitive hives
Indeed the torment of porvety has impinged on me
Curing the diseases i try
So that at least things can work
But i’ve realised that its too late
To clear mistakes and illnesses present
Indeed in remembering tears flow.