NEVER AGAIN

Value all Opportunities

NEVER AGAIN

 

Can I get the picture I asked for all the time

What mess I rode myself into, I cried no tears

Sitting in thoughts or rising to work my way

Which work, where, when my age my head

Is this destiny or school to step up to it

 

The busy filled streets but change we can’t see

As i pace around voices my head explode

The wind racing through me like a hollow

My heart beat so faint but so hot

Feet heavy to lift but quick to step

 

Never again I felt so ridiculous within

So empty for what is my boast and legacy

Humanity at need what have I offered

A lifetime of words where are the fruits

Never again an opportunity, the second is only for Kings

njama

May, 2010

• By njama
• 2017-02-28
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• Life

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