Victor Rotich Biography

The dark horses around pushing you to the height,
your pride glares as you put on the light,
who knows, you could be wrong or right,
making noise all day and night,
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They make noise as empty drums,
theirs' is only empty talk,
full of nothing but day dreams,
of my land and their money in Swiss.
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Everybody was happily yawning,
that sunny hot morning.
The blue skies were clear,
the long awaited moment, finally here.
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Always went to bed thinking about you,
my dearest and lovely you,
my love was deep and true,
our glamour and romance shed my gloom,
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It's hard to forget, that day we talked on phone,
Never knew it was gonna be the last.
Memories rang in my mind, my heart beat fast,
I still doubt you are forever gone,
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