Tuesday, 14 November 2017

Quarter to an infant

Change is the apology, cant fathom how you’ll pardon me
Hurt souls hurt souls and I signed off our obituary 

Letter to my children be
“I met the love of my life and plainly added to her misery”
No you shouldn’t pity me

‘Selfish asshole’ render me
The culmination of a quarter in all that is hereditary 
All in the mirror see

No excuses for the fuckery 
We took the torch into the darkness: to test what is written see
Stumble upon purpose with

a pen to paint 
pictures as we falling in 
All within my trinity
All because I dared to see

All because the claims are me
All the bad to ugly be
All the judgment welcoming 

Sorry till I’m no more me
sorry till I’m 6ft deep
Penance for the mercy I be needing at his judgment seat
🖖🏾