Treasure Island

fate mcfate

(03/12/1991 / eldoret)

Hey Miss,


She moves from place to another
bearing, bearing, and bearing for them.
she says she didn't find it
who knows whatever she wanted.

From time to time she is on the move
saying all are just the same
yet she never came to a halt
but adding to herself more siblings.

Maybe all are the same,
they can't tolerate her
but she wanna change the world
yet she is the problem.

We tell her change
she says we are all wicked
she says there are no good men in the world
but my own says am a heaven sent.

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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