They Say Poem by momodou jarju

They say
Am thick in the head
Yes under lock and key
Going round and round
Very fast and furious
Time and again
My body and soul
Complain and search
This and that
Living from hand to mouth
Forth and fro I rove
The wrong man facing the music
Indulge to dance to the music
I harbour too much heat
That sometimes
I apt to throw in the towel
Coz am hard hit
Ridding a bicycle without a seat
Without a break and light
Without a ringing bell
Striving amid the Serrekunda market path
Hitting and cutting legs
I didn't die still
Hustle till I die the slogan in my head
At the end I reached the apex!