I cannot see it, but I know you will
That those words you heard are what should have been free
Love however costs more than a bet
For I cannot read what I know didn't write
I cannot see it, but I know you will
That I was just trying to leave something behind
Maybe in this world there's too much leftovers
Too many things to pick up for those left behind
I cannot see it, but I know you will
That the struggling pickers are always the victims
How come the lefters are always ahead?
Where else could I go where there's no picking?
I cannot see it, but I know you will
That you called me to your house and I left something behind
Even the books you hid that were written in tears
Books you made me read at the end of your fears
I cannot see it, but I know you will
That in this world of the fallen we too are left behind
To be picked up by strangers in whose arms we now hide
Hoping that we too will leave something behind
For that one picker who we know will not leave
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For you who has things to be picked up
Inspired by the track 'To leave something behind' by S. Rowe
Dec 30th 2016
Nairobi
