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Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Things Fall Apart



When blink, things fall apart
And we down, and we broke on occasion
Like hamty, dumty, on the floor, panting 


But I man, me man, kind man
Made of, stronger stuff, am phoenix
I'm bird like, I'm flying higher    


I don't have time for the pain, it's painless
I don't have time for the bullshit
It's bullshit, you bullshit  


I don't have time for the regrets
You fading, memory, mind over matter
Bye bye, you gone now


I breath breathe of a new day
I'm new born, reborn 
Like rasta, am conscious, jah now


You see, I man, am shading excess 
Detox, wasteness, chains off 
 I am grown now, new man

And I don't have time for, the empty, falseness
He's barrels, are empty, nosier 
Louder shushhh now, quite place, quit now 


I don't have time for the bullshit
It's bullshit, enough of that
I don't have time for the fuss
It's fuse blown, done 

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Note: The picture is of an interesting book written
by a Nigeria author Chinua Achebe 

9 comments:

  1. 'No time for the bullshit'..a great place to be..Jae

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  2. Sheilagh Lee said :Strong and resonating.very well written

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  3. Wow, that's like a great piece of jazz. Nicely done.

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  4. this should be the spirit. loved your courage. beautiful use of the theme. excellent.

    trisha
    http://sharmishthabasu.wordpress.com/2011/02/17/the-occassion/

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