Locked, Into deep retrospection
Hind sight blinding, Interjection...
We realize what matters
When we 're hurting...
Going away from me,
I will not stay at milestones...
Where the sea parts,
I'm walking away from those shores...
In the school rooms
Coloured in the brightest of paints...
When i say, 'I am a Christian'
I'm not shouting 'I am saved...
I wish to draw a line,
not one that divides...
A tree cut down is a
a child chopped...
What is it?
A life laid bare...
Don't promise me those suburban dreams
when you can't promise to live it...
Son I'm writing this poem
When you at my waist...