Treasure Island

Funmbi Aransiola

(03-09-1987)

Life Through My Eyes


Life through my bloodshot eyes
would scare a square to death
poverty, murder, violence
and never a moment to rest
Fun and games are few
but treasured like gold to me
cuz I realize that I must return
to my spot in poverty
But mock my words when I say
my heart will not exist
unless my destiny comes through
and puts an end to all of this

Submitted: Monday, February 26, 2007
Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011

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