Lived my life
This is what I am…
You?
Anything but coo-coo?
I have lived my life and
No need to become you
You ugly senseless poo
Don't preach, neither bark
Not afraid, of whip, rod
I have seen all of them
Been through rain and sun
Lived in cell, underground
Also in best penthouse.
Go; go, go in reverse
Can't stir the fear
Yes I have, lived my life.
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