At a point I didn't realise,
I am on my knees I should have been wise
I tried all my best to be nice
I couldn't fight, so I was not a fice
It is still as a vision I was stabbed
Thinking my heart was nabbed,
In the custody with a key you held
I had to stand down and hold back
With a hole through my chest as I lack,
The strength to take my weight because I was sacked
My dream is shattered with a pierce
My heart will forever remain mused
It was never a betrayal, I should have known
Small branches has always the haw
I remained certain my murderer was not a whore
Ancestors told me gradually I will lore
At a point reality is never a dream
At a point in life the light becomes dim
At a point in life your legs will stop being the beam
You will need a hand so you could swim.
©attahiru
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