Built a City

I built my city based on chats
Licked my fingers split my heart
Made some winners loose their pacts
Of what use is a city that floats on a raft?

I lost my mountain before my trust
Gave her a glimpse then took it back
It's never that obvious when fate hits back
Is it still forgiving to hold ones hand?

I brought my harvest back on track
Paid my debtors but lost their trust
Sold my lady for half her worth
Is it still freedom when the chains never rust?

I found my healing still intact
Stitched my wounds on empty cracks
Met those voices that held me back
Is it still a cure if it drains your bank?

I saw my freedom being fought back
Took my chances bled in turn
Shed quiet tears that gave me love
Is it still morning when the night is black?

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Escudo, 106S
June 2019, Kiambu
Farewell