How
dare you question how I live,
When
your assistance was invented to deceive?
You
feed your greed
By the
breakthroughs I achieve.
I let
pain explain
The
degree of hate I experienced on this tragic plane,
Cause
the dogs are not to blame
For the
name of the game.
Yet,
the thugs must be crazy.
They
call us lazy
Cause
we provoke their hypocrisies
And
expose them shady.
I do
what I gatto do-
What
needs to be done to get thro.
There’s
hell to pay if I wait on you.
And
hell’s really child’s play
When
you analyze this tragedy I face.
It’s
hand to mouth
And
it’s world war IV to zip your snout
While
starvation stabs at my throat.
It’s
either hustle or I turn ghost.
In this
life, you never get what you truly deserve
So I
endure a fragile reserve-
A youth
with one purpose for a future:
To
outlive the laws of nature.
Indeed,
you call me criminal
Cause I
chose to be a unique individual.
You made
a ritual
Of
hunting me down
And succeeded
in making a little fortune out
Of it
while you raped my town
Naked. Truth’s
abbreviated
For the
prosperity of the party’s hidden manifestos,
All these
god wannabe psychos
Refraining
pathetic allegrettos.
We are
champions of the struggle,
We were
here before you,
And after
your game fizzles like dew,
We’ll
still be here as blinding proof . . .
Marked for
death,
It’s very hard not to be afraid.
You can’t predict what’s next
Damn, all
your wit’s engaged.
I’m
enslaved
By your
freedom
Cause
your variety of emancipation
Was designed
to incarcerate us.
I invented
a personal opus
Within:
I’ll bear my cross.
If ever
my path hits a deadlock . . .
I’ll
brush it off and I’ll walk on.
So don’t
question me
If you
won’t place your faith in me.
I perceive
it’s my destiny
To fashion
a lifestyle out of my misery.
You can’t
alter my prophecy!
Akpan
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