BELONGS
The moment I feed up
To keep mute
It is very difficult tasks.
The time I tire of this
To keep my actions
It is very painful tosses.
The moment I depress
To take my life
It is very sinistered tales.
The condition in cross road
To choose a way
It is very oracled decisions.
The attire I feed up of
To give to costumes
It is watched in a masquerade.
The moment I felt so
To sing my traditions
It is a praise to the ancestors.
The time I insane
To the carcasses of mine
It is my progeny at home.
The moment I appeased them
To enjoy my moody
It is a big feasts to the kinds.
This is a time
To sacrifice to my fitness
It is my diets to my death.
The moment is always
To prescribe my world
It is a lineage in blood in water.
The era I belongs
To keep my heritage
It is just like the daily Sun.
The time comes
To destiny villages
It is a struggle of joy.
To cut my head off
Do never dose that aches.
Head is whole body.
It is time to blow up
To glow the furnaces
It is an act of my bellowed hands.
The moment Oracle's speaks
To divine my steps
It is a fast facts in the files.
The time I throw kernels
To calculate in binary
It additions of my lifestyle.
The time makes it so
To draw the words of afa
It is the power of the nature.
The time I feed up
To keep silent
It is a promise to be town crier.
They cry for mine, why?
When I am a laughter
So my death is in my hands.
The time has come
To have my belongs
All are born in bonds of blood.