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.