Writiva
As I walked down street,
fighting the mind battle in Silent,
And my mind got load up with too many secrets.
Should I let it go?
Or should i hold it back?
Too many lies to cover up tracks of lies.
Even at individual sight,
I cried profusely
Inly,
Because I accused myself falsely,
And my conscience is dying slowly
Also the flies of lies are eating up the mind rapidly.
Lies never set you free,
It only hang you like a bat on the tree.
It never set the mind free,
Like a written reverse small letter "e"
It keep the mind free at the beginning
And trap it at the end.
Lies, will always trap your mind in dark
And put your conscience in the sack!
Thinking of lies to put down
Or speak the truth!
Tell the truth and face the SHAME
No, lie to the world and get the FAME
Speak the truth and win the war
Or write down rhymes of lies and lose the war.
Truth set the conscience free,
Lies kill the conscience.
Because the conscience is like a MEDIC in a brigade of soldiers
If you lose your Medic
You lose your soldiers
You lost the war
You lose your mind!
MY THOUGHT;
oh God what i should say?
What is my fate?
Now no more lies, am trap,
Even with the map
As I get to the end of the street
Soaked with raining cloud of my sweat
Hope I survive with the little
To win the THE MIND BATTLE!!
-OMAKU SAMUEL ONIMISI
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