Whores of life
There's a lady in his room screaming
and this is the night of healing
where passion is the king of the setting
There's a bone in his flesh screeching
and that is the name of the soul fading
But i'll ask you...
do you see the sky falling
whenever you think you are flying
do you hear the music fading
whenever your passion is calling
Don't cheat life just like that
cause death will catch up with you
Don't punish the innocent children
cause every man's got a half rib
don't flirt with deception you whores!
poem by Timothy muggaga
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