TGW!!!! Introducing Luki

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And the sins of the fathers
Shall rest upon the heads of the sons!

Luki:
Times gone bad
Leaving my heart grieved my soul crashed and my spirit sad
So bad is now the destination of my time
Time which I am no longer the station
Which is no longer really mine?

Namatsi:
Yes things gone wrong
Emotional pain prolonged
Truth is now secret… swept under the rag
As the hate and lies nag, really
Left, right, center, front, back and center
Whatever happened to the true messenger?

Luki:
Times gone wild, untamed, undomesticated
Really out of its mind, as it waits for no man
For me it hasn’t been kind
Stained with hate and dirtied with lies
Times gone dark granting blindness to ma eyes

Namatsi:
Nyakati za utata
Usawa wa ubaya
Uhaba wa mioyo safi
Majitu tumegeuka
Misitu tumegeuza kwetu
Yetu nikutoridhika na chochote kile
Things going wrong!!!

Luki:
Yes when well we know
Maybe time will tell even fate and destiny submit to time as well
If time is money then it has answered our poverty
Because time is not property even for emperors, kings and dynasties

Namatsi:
What are we yearning for
What are we fighting for
What are we living for
And what are we dying for
Things make sense no more
That is the design of our lives now
We want the less to have less as we step on them to get more
Kujikanda namaji ya jehanamu

Luki:
Ever given thought that God could be time,
Master of space and time
Never bounded by neither
For we can never control time we can only pray it be granted and hope it be delivered
Yes not controlled
But it can be created
Make it prime time to shine

© Namatsi and Luki

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