Successfully we touch sun & use the stars to write our name....
Try not to get scorched.......a sustained effort
But the constellations are constantly drifting apart
Soon to be mere letters in the form of floating stars
But in this black hole..theres a lonely star....
In the form of a man....with only scars...
.....Never birth marks........
Ruff and ready...since the hour of childbirth
Warrior to the end....acknowledged by the grave...
Legacy continues through the knowledge that he gave
Badman never......badman 'fraid
Never once hitched a ride on that badman train...
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Motilo....
Last edited by Rotimi; 10-26-2008 at 04:26 AM..
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