YOUR LOSS
a wild chase in a desert life gives nothing but sorrows for dessert a make-up for your soul to glow fake irrigation so you can flow your life has been shortened, you are a fool the love for wealth has cut you short now your soul has been placed to rot time is now short, you pray for a miracle ignored previous warning when you knelt to an oracle your burden is yours, let’s skip the phase we will weep not when the time comes time and tides rushes not to perform you cannot see beyond your nose you chose to skip life by taking overdose your breathe isn’t yours, your loss a kite flies high to fulfill purpose weather clashes but they stand unopposed train tracks are not built for ships tell me why you let your life slip you, a waste of fetus, a fool do yourself harm and let no one mourn when your mother labored, you think it was fun? they prayed for you to be the ligh...
