Maxim Muyu (2nd July / 1981 nairobi)

my world and your work's
my world changed me, now for the perfect grief there not be,
The world saw my suffering yet it keep's moving, for it's immutabilty I can never judge,
Yet whilst Iam learning only a creature it's made of me,
What do I have to say of the world,
How can you explain in time's like these that my world is not mine, till I dream of me,
For dreams made a man, for my soul and my world I got to makle a move, for this world is on the run,
The competition so high well no man give's a meaning, every one's on the run to get more of it's weight,
My day's are coming but we all sahre opportunities,
We suffer for greatness that shalt behold each of us from the past,
My world I saw the perfect man in me revealing essence and beauty,
For my dream changed me, helpinmg me learn on conscience, for time has no spare for any man,
You can judge me by what you see but can explain the mystery behind me,
Iam only me when you perceive the newness in me, for my life is to be or not to be,
Only shalt I see my path for you are not to are not,
Only you told me I got one life to lead either a hell for me, or heaven for other's.