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.