My bad no more!
My bad heart hurts no more!
A lost canvass I’ve found on the shores
That depicts how holy is the blood I adore!
Cold lips no more!
Cold lips I don’t want to taste anymore!
When the Light stroke my eyes like an encore
I noticed that my soul could bloom for sure!
Don’t be fooled, I am no light bearer!
Don’t be fooled, I am no soul eater!
Don’t be fooled, I am no blood drinker!
Don’t be fooled, I am no sin painter!
Stopped listening to the finest jazz of solitude!
Stopped sleeping on the rock of low altitude!
‘Tis then I grew higher than the highest stars that
Wear the hat of pride and talk petty like cats!
Gilles Fabien Dogbo