mohamed Alpha Ba - SUCIDE

The clouds gather upon the mountain
And the thracian herdsmen stands with his spear
Desperate toend the life of a bear
So i stand, devastating looking down golden-gate
Wondering to jump down as i fix the date

Should i elude under a hole,
To hide myself, from the world as a whole?
Hang myself or prepare my grave with a hoe
Nostalgically, i stand staggering to move up.
should i be pacifist and pamper my agony?

For if a hundred mouth pray for your doom,
Tosurvive that canonade is like magic.
My head goes round and round
Not of intoxication but of paranoia
It an outrage of i being in the dark.

forgetting how poor i am
Jump and dance in rich empire
not knowing my time has expire
living me behind to dwell in fire

mohamed Alpha Ba

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