Selfish , listless , to a point where I succumb..
The gods seem to be threatening ,
Mother feels im coming undone ,
Prayers are my reckoning ,

So I bend , flexible to a fault ,
Breaking with words so vicious ,
You hear the tears in her voice ,
Oh mama , are your gods that precious?

Now you fall back in your shell ,
Praying and ignoring ,
Apologies are not on sale today ,
I will not be compromising ,

You need to believe ,
I dont need divine resurrection ,
My thoughts drain through a different sieve,
I dont want any godly intervention.


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