Phineas Molale (1986-28-05 / Soweto-White City)
A light without reflection!
Oh! Beloved men
How you chase fame like a cat after a mouse
Your eyes are just there, where are you heading
They all look up to you not knowing you are lost too
Glow of a moment, no thought of it flattening
Why act natural yet knowing it ‘s only masquerade
Why reveal someone that is different from you
Yet view and claim it's the real and true you
Why let those who look up to you
Follow your footsteps and do what you do
Yet fail, and you progress and leave them all behind
Honorable men as seen by all
My curiosity is, how did you get those honors
To me you're just a light without reflection
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