The sun is hot but my children must be in school, the fire is burning my face but I can’t let my children to fail, rising and falling on the journey of finance, swimming in the oceans of debts to make them kings, sickening and working because they must be successful, I see them as the ‘Atupa’ their fire must not off for a second.
Standing ovation for long time like a soldier protecting his family, bending for hours to make them climb the mountain, yet you want my daughter pants and keep on extorting me through my children.
Walking overnight like a ghost to make them visible, do you even have Soul and heart?? You keep my heart in hot fire and my eyes pluck out just because you want to live and enjoy your family.
Do you have to kill me and my children for your children to live? I thought the space is enough for the fowls to fly without touching another.
You want to create eternal fear and trauma for my children while your children are enjoying life. I sent them to you for knowledge, you send them back with nothing after you killed my finance.
I encouraged them to get written leaf, attend the hall of knowledge, do out of leaf research, read their written leaf, burn candles. Yet you failed them and don’t want to admit it, you are fighting yourself and making my life and my future miserable for that, if the earthly king is not open to it, it’s a television to heavenly king.
Mom!!! I’m dying to book, my soul is dead to education. Dad!!! I’m dying to book, my soul is dead to knowledge, what can I do?? I don’t have pants to offer, coins to offer because I don’t want my background to be at the deadly ground.
I did all you want me to do but I don’t know how I crashed and burnt in the fire of aggression of unfair man. Mom! I want to become zenith and have more money to spend till you die but these men have seen my future before me and destroyed it with elbow of lie. Evil genus’ blood has mixed with their blood, burying truth for years to reveal it at the end for their heaven to sure.
The agents of devils sitting in their hellish palace to serve the devils rather than the chosen ones, the head that run around the sun and the skin that cry because of the fire won’t rest until revenge comes, the mind that doesn’t rest but wake around 4am, faces the cold and cry in the morning because of his children won’t rest.
Th they won’t find solution because they don’t want to admit, they won’t find solution because their life will perish, sacked letter full the sack and will eventually crawl to the table one day, that place is not forever, your children children will go through same if there’s no solution from you, some look upto you and mentor others your way.
Say sorry to my Mom and Dad on my behave because I can’t go home with a hell results after all they’ve gone through.
Sage