Breathe through my lungs

Oh! Please burn the whole castle down
Yes,send the clowns out of your town
Each an every one that breathe your air
Deal with no mercy those that dare
Eat your time only to spew it out
Let the birds pick on their dead brain
Ear me loud and clear, you deserve better!

Vacancies are for empty rooms
Inform the ghost brothers of the tombs
Crown your heart with silver and gold
Tear down whatever would make you cold
Or show them out through the front door
Reveal to the world you want more.

One day at a time, leave like its a last
Learn to sit on the throne meant for you
Always put behind, the scary past
Just so they have a better view
If they have ever doubted or laughed
Death respects nobody one bit
Everyone would surely get hit

Open up your house to me and see
Luckily,good intentions don’t matter
As much as they usually scatter
Veer from the sweet mouth and pretty face
Early birds would surely find fresh flowers
Enough said about the ones with no wings to fly
Zero chills for those who would lie.

Victor Oyedele

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