A jewel was thrown to the wrong pearl.

Every attached story did fell and every labor of sacrifice was through hell.

I tasted rest and it felt good, I felt it in my bowels only I can explain it to you.

So tell me, how does it feel? To pick up those broken pieces for mending and-

Flow with the song rhymes in my mind.

So tell me, what could compare the peace as resting one soul at the “lone”?

Or perhaps walking through those shadows with a head high?

Maybe your heartbeat against mine would tell me better of those punctured-

Memories that linger deep within or you would explain better those wrongs-

You have made that kept you fighting.

So then tell me what would become of me if all I know is…….. NOTHING!

Written by Fadayisi Taiwo


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