Not yet uhuru

My back aches when I rest

With pain my nerves glow

My consciousness,  they suppress not to grow

In the veins , tiredness I can feel it flow

I cant sleep, there’s water on the floor

My soles from the journeys might blow

This is a hustle not a show

You better wake up at four

And use your mental  fingers to draw

If you desire a little more

Stay true to your core


It’s not yet uhuru

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