The Forsaken Legend Poem by Nicholas Mulago

Essentially I dream normally
I own not any of my own
I tussle in fries and breath verily
And yes, In your company I'm forlorn

We can both stride to Mars
And even beyond the periphery of stars
I mean clean and Independent of short cut cars
I'm your own that you ponder universe

Lend me your tiara
Residual bends are mine to amend
The pickaxe and the hatchet too
For once to guard and cringe your ad hoc taboo

Fade up! I mean I'm fade up
See, I fade away
I wince in labour pains and sixsome are thrown up
See... See, you chose me this destiny.