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