Unfit

Unfit modalities, unworthy scion.

Lost at love, career n cosmic marathanion.

Silver lined family hope, diminished faith ill seems fait.

Destiny oblivioned, patience and wait.

I knw dey want me to easy way.

only on my last breath of day.

Sliding slithering reaching d goal,

broken spirits pelted soul.

Standing no where, sipping last breaths.

Scratched family honour, brused loved ones.

Unworthiness mine prices payed by all devine. 

God bless them all, n for me strenght some more.

 

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Comments

Lynn Hamilton

Sun 10th May 2015 09:18

I love this piece. Thanks for posting

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