YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED

 

a haughty feet rushes to a gossip 

a dirty soul sounding morbid 

a gathering concocting downfall 

conclave conniving to build firewalls 

the end is closer that ever expected my dear 

why don’t you live your days in fear 

our lives are nothing but a jingle 

we should clip our mouth with bridle 

tell me who has life’s scroll 

foolish men knows nothing but to growl 

scattered corpses littering their minds 

cooking vengeance with disgraceful thanks 

our days are numbered you scallywag 

you know nothing but to brag 

your hands are soiled with disdain 

numb skull, empty brain

use your tongue to count your teeth 

halitosis smears when you breathe 

you will be accountable for your deeds 

your love shared, and the mouths you feed 

you ought to wake up to your days in sorrows 

knowing fully well no one is promised tomorrow 

look at you bragging at stack emptiness 

all you will be left with in your grave is loneliness 

a word is enough for the sensible wise  

all man must pay a price 

wisdom is only given from above 

a real man prefers to stay aloof 

your days are numbered oh dear friend 

leave immoralities, you don’t need to trend 

I fear you are already dead before your last breathe 

be careful where you thread 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

5:15am

23 Dec 2025