It deficit most of the brighter moments
Native ain’t be the same
The journey end, way forward is just a redress
Soil fought the seeds in these venue.
Rain is what makes the place more ugly
In my life, all my hope and faith are trustless
Ways of logic found its place through ways of thoughts
It feels like ali-bomaye
Turned by the one who doesn’t want me to be whipped
He fled the rainbow colours back
The walker came and dry my tears
Nature doesn’t have eternity, it heals.
While my heart is singing love to my soul
This is the prettiest days i’ve hustled for this fruitcake.