Life is a war a combination of small and great battles no one prepares you for
your parents are in the great battle of providing, 9-5 everyday if you are lucky you see them a quarter to four
your teacher's are in the great battle of  occupation, pretend to you everything will be okay if  you know your abc and the numerals you can count beyond four
I wish someone had thought me the easiest path to get up when I fall
the foresight to sow seeds in winter and harvest during fall
to persevere and climb through when i meet a wall
rather than encourage me to wear the armour of fallen soldiers
under prepare me with the bland knowledge that didn't save my fore fathers
discourage me to love my brothers and fellow soldiers
the first battle is to control you urination when you sleep at night
damnation awaits the child that does not get this right
not to speak of when your friends know your plight
then they tag you "he who wets the bed every night"
the child cries and cries
the mama says dont worry little child
for everything will be alright
soon the prophecy comes to pass
but like everything in life
the war is yet to come to pass

Life takes us through several routes
Adding and substracting endlessly to our circle of friends
If we get lucky we get a great addition
The circle becomes bigger
Sometimes the circle shrinks
We get a painful substraction
Soon we heal, revitalized for another addition
Painfully our next encounter might be another substraction
But nonethess we forge on; time heals our wound
Our prejudice often unbalance the equation making us add when should substract and vice versa
I met a great friend in a great place at a great time in my life
Life brought her my way
My prejudice made me add her to the circle
At some point it seemed like a bad decision
But providence has never failed me
I only get more reassured everyday that it was a good decision
alot even suggests she might get subtracted soon
but that only makes me smile though it hurts to some degree even the thought of it
I find lasting peace and calmess in the moments we shared.
You were a great addition my friend!

What comes into the mind of the unrepentant robber
Once he enters the house
I will make myself rich with their money
What comes into the mind of the
corrupt politician
Once he enters the office
I will make myself rich with their money
Don't you see it
It's all the same thing
I know that while one does it at night when you least expect and when you're most afraid
The other does it during the day when you're most conscious and least afraid
But which one goes to jail and which one goes to London
Only my people can tell you!