Oh yes, the sun is down
He is down the horizon
Finishing his race
Behold it's my time too
To sit down and call it a day
Yes, down under my shelter
Resting in peace as the sun does
For of what difference are we
Together we ran the race
And together we reached our destinations
Bye my race mate
Bye my days company
In peace may you go and rest
While here I sit in zest
For you have seen me writhe
As the day wrung my strength away
But that wretch
You've seen me in, over the Zodiac yon
Has become part of me
Yes…its part of me
It's surely become normal to me
Waking up in a day very unconscious
Unconscious of its bitter fate
But before the day matures
I am in the fields sweating
Toiling for that devil
That fans seeing me suffering
As you go, I'll sit down
To console myself
For whom shall I blame
Not him who bore me here
Neither is it my self
It could be Mr. Black out
Or is it the Nerves?
All in all, they are one
They are just but one
They all make one monster
That runs after me all day long
Tressing my weakness and petty mistakes
How I dress, spend and take time
They give me no time to breath
Oh…they are devils
Oh, bye my dear
Lets hope to meet
And yea, you'll torch my path
As I exhaust myself
Running away from the greedy devils
The combination of Mr. Black Out
And his nervy servants
By
Nyasi1998
The proposed, "Damn Mr. Blackout & The Nerves”
“ the Devils” “the day's struggle”