‘THE SHOW MUST GO ON’
Against all waves, all storms, a DEJA-VU wannabe,
Approaching ahead with war of nerves;
Life stretches me, till the moon and sun, I had in me,
MINGLED ME IN DREADFUL JINGLES, I TRIED TO QUIT DA CURVES.
I, thereby, give up ma life and reincarnate,
So, I would be radically pleasured to be a bird;
No sooner had mah feathers fall and no home to live in,
NEVA TO BE A HOMELESS, I QUIT, I PROMISED TO GOD...
Recalled the prosperity of a doggy, in ma early tweeners ,
So, I would be faithful, I thought, to be the same;
No sooner I learnt how I cried as I make ‘em winners,
NEVA 2 LIV BUT DEFIED BY Almighty, the soul FAME….
I, therefore, decided 2 b a magnanimous “butter-flinch”,
So, would be delighted to be a neighbor of flower, door 2 door;
No sooner what stuck mah mind was pain when I get tied by 2 lil’ fingers,
Neva to be a slave ,I deserted the pain, I bore……
My variant life taught me the teachings of life span,
Upz and downz,we’ve 2 face,I wanted it all gone;
I wandered through all species, but felt pleased 2 b a man,
REGRETFULLY WOT I LEARNT IS, STILL LYF GOES ON and ON……