Who was the liar that told me such drivel? Who was the culprit that convinced me that my time was my own?
Like most of us in this world, we forget to read the small print. Take a closer look and you’ll find that our time is merely borrowed.
We are all living on borrowed time
Is having a key to someone’s heart truly necessary? After all, you could always just knock. If you are found worthy, they’ll simply let you in.
I first discovered you at a time when I was lost. Was it by random chance or destiny? Your wondrous colours and design captivated my soul, reminding this child of the diaspora who he is. Although the connection to my lineage has been lost – when I wear you, I feel as though I am home again.