Don’t rate a hill to the world’s magnitude
It’s like tracing casted stone in the sea
Those thoughts were just nightmare to the world
I thought I was your world
But just a small village without feeder roads
Kenya power doesn’t exist there
And paraffin, perfume for the masses
You scattered my thoughts
And made me wonder like wild beast
You clogged my thinking
And the second option always signal battery low
Am trying to stay sane
But this hill is blocking the world you promised
What did I see in the castle you built
That mansion in the land of the dead
The unseen power you brought overnight
And by day feeble strokes, always hard
You gave me a thought
And hindered me from Re-Thinking the reality
And that was my downfall.
©Jonteh
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