Treasure Island

Jasmine Fafanyo Awagah

(6th September 1994 / Accra)

I Will Play the Background


I was on top like hairs
The good things of life and I were trousered, pairs
I knew no pain but gains
There was nothing that blurs but clear as plains
Soaring high I was, above planes

Oops! My system breaks
Fuel down and my flight stops
How fast do you think my fall will be?
Trust me I tried to record but before I could
I had crushed already

I was a bad driver
I never checked my engine
It is not about having the car that makes you the driver
It is about knowing the car, the road and destination
But the destination you have never been to or seen
I forgot the one who knew

I having been driving the car of my life for long
Most proud of all my achievements on
I was growing into the devil himself, growing horns
All I did was to drive into thorns
So I asked myself, what was wrong?

All along, God and I were never in one accord
Trying to take the leading role of life smells like a pong
You may think you are strong but you will fall, King Kong
You may just end up like an animation for kids, Pico Pico Pong
You will lose your essence when they grow young

What goes around comes around
So round this world I will take God around
Because one day I know he will come around
Now I will let Him run the show on stage
I am fine playing the background, backstage!

God please take the leading role, I will play the background
I will build the Gospel Nation

Submitted: Friday, January 17, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 18, 2014
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