You screamed in my dreams, creamed my heart and steamed my doubts,
My rich desires took me higher to aspire for a way out,
The long silent song in my home started to shout,
For the promise made wasn't going to fade,it was the aid laid to invade my drought.
Then you said rest is the best way for success to be found,
To invest, in ways of the pests and then be bound,
Then you killed, sealed corrupt deals n silenced our sounds,
You built fear, filled tears on our faces that frowned.
You took us to the dark nooks didn't even look at our painful cuts,
You didn't care didn't bear our dared hearts,
Now Sorrows, follows proving tomorrow's hurts
Only hope is to tope, take the rope and let all be past.
I want to believe in you again, but for what gain in these painful screech,
I want to knock at doors not with soars i bore not with a snore on my speech,
I want to lope not grope, with hope that soon i Will reach,
I want to trust past the hurts, cuts that my heart still preach.
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