Far from my Looney days
In the wake of my fate
I see a star I want to catch
It runs so fast, but I kept the path
What must I do, if I can’t lose?
I know my fears, and my hear my peers
But I faint not in all my tears
Against the tide, I run as fast
My breath is out, I must not quit
I took a path, I shouldn’t have
I dare not taste my destiny
I now am lost, my star is gone
But now behold my new found Love.
Don’t stop for the world
Chase the moon and catch your fate.
A drop of rain on my shoulder, said God felt my pain,
Bright rays from the sun said He will be the light on my path
By Anze Mofor Copyright © 2008
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