Posted by Ajah Francess chidimma on
A man may change against his wish
A man may change from from foe to flee
Like thirsty flowers under the tears of the changing cloud grin.
Am a year old
Am a year bold
Am a year cold
As my old year folds
From streams valleys and hills
Mountains so high to see
We eat to live and live to eat
The joy of live i can not tell
Cos it buzz and rattles in my head a wind.
Am a year old
Am a year bold
Am a year cold
As my old year folds
Its sour smell stuffs my nose thirlls
Its no wondrous error that dew kiss the earth with a morning wee
Its happening so fast
Dumb founded before death am a year today am free
Am a year old
Am a year bold
Am a year cold
As my old year folds
Last year dad said,dimma u are only fifteen.
Today u no longer a teen
You are soon ready for a marriage bliss.
Tell my dad it aint for me
No force else free will i flee in peace.
Cos am a year older
Am a year bolder
Am a year colder
As my old year folds.