CJA (oct 4th,1977 / lagos state)

Home Alone 1

I heard a sound
ducking my inner room
forcing me into fret
how thou i
a warrior of conscious soul
the sound seemed horrible
yet to no avail
it seems the day has broken
but yet still dark in my room
i had to run
for what ought not
i have lost my sedate
in the thin air
yes from my draft windows
who is chassing me
really unknown
then i must wait
untill my uncle ignites his car
yes i waited
untill i loosed my chance...

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