I wake up each morning,
I perform my ritual
Call me what ever you want that's your's headache
I plant my vegetables, I harvest them,
I eat them
I think but I don't speak because it doesn't matter,
unless it will shape my future
My work is different, it's visionary
I'm not a poet,
I don't like literature perhaps
I read Psalms and I love book of Job
Who killed and Sizwe Bansi is that that my problem?
I just need a she that will walk me home at night
I talk to my depression, hey man let's get down to work
I will expose what you are doing in my head
You can't troubles me alone,
I will make a career out of you
I'm so sorry you sold your soul
Don't worry about me,
I will fight them till the death of me
I know
love
thank you
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