POISONED VICTORY Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI
Let's not take in one bullet
Let's fight safe and stay alive
Only then is our victory real
We look up the sky to know
To know what's far away there
We lose sight of here and fall
Our eyes saw the reality
But our bodies are in the pits
The essence of that perception?
On our hunt for wealth
We hurt our hearts, minds
We stay away from our bodies
We abandon ourselves to ills
When the wealth's in grips
We're eaten by sicknesses
But here's wealth and more
But the body, soul are gone
Get me my victory
Don't let it get bad
Get me sound victory
Please don't poison it
Let not our prize be funeral
Give me that victory
Victory without poison.

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