with a minion like look he stared with his yelowy teeth bare.
was like god smiling at me with a thousand ,a million questions..
so wat u gonna do boy, u just gonna run ?
All day i preach love to ma boys,
give take and give some more i say ....
call myself helpless today ..
staring back at him with the same dismay..
may be today , may be tomorrow..
i d wipe out his sorrow
God,from you ,one day i d borrow ,
just to build a better tomorrow ..
for i realise the guilt ,for now i d swallow.
just to build a better tomorrow.
2 comments:
It may have been forced out but it was forceful. Misery is a difficult thing, one man can free another from tangible ones but the ones that scratch from deep within have to be battled with one's own might. Poverty is a viciously miserable thing, tangibly and intangibly. Isn't it?
Now tat u v explained to me wat it means,yea ..u r rite :)
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