THE STREET LIFE

We are black naggers On the street full of beggars Life is hard, making most of us waggers Don’t forget most of us are twiggers So we hit the street, so our babies will feed A day sick, the household bleeds So we struggle with all kinds of breeds A few noble ones, the rest full of greed. At sunset, we rush home with our little vittle Though not enough, it's quite a mantle We would watch our babies guttle A sight that sometimes makes us tootle. We do this so our children won’t end up as street urchins Though sometimes we wished to be consumed in our sleep by griffins, Click here We will never give up, even in our pains For our children see us as paladins. By: Isaac Cobbinah Songs of Hope - Ink of De_Governor ✍🏿️ Melodies of the Heart
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THIS LIFE I LIVE

 




This life I live,
Adorned with smiles and decent appearance
Characterized by elegance and smartness,
Would you believe if I tell you what lies beneath?
Would you stand with me if I show you my flaws?

This life I live,
Alone in my enclaves of thoughts
Yarning to reach the dream I see,
Would you believe
 If I tell you I lose hope sometimes?
Would you believe
If I tell you I see no one on the path I thread?

This life I live,
In the middle of nowhere
Trying to get somewhere
Full of ups and downs
Enriched with betrayals and backbiting,
If I tell you the number of times I have been let down,
Would you believe?

This life I live,
Clad in scratches, patches and stitches
Like a bullied moron in the hands of hoodlums.
I have tried, 
Was kicked and denied 
And I cried.
What will you do, 
If I tell you my greatest weakness?  

This life I live,
Deprived of a soul mate till now
Not lucky to obtain one
Trusting the wrong ones 
And hurting the possible suitors.
And so,
When the night visits
My fears gather to attack
Would you lend me ears
If I tell you my fears?

This life I live,
Concealing my mixed feelings behind a piece of garment
Living a life that will please my maker 
And so,
I will do whatever it takes
To win my stakes
Praying I do not make mistakes.


By: Isaac Cobbinah

Hearts of Words
-Ink of De_Governor ✍🏾
Echoes From The Past

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