my heart is so tender
it hurts easily so I render
Am pissed out to death
No wonder am out of breath
People care less for others predicament
The sufferings in life have no cement
Yet you rejoice when I suffer
And suffer when in loafer
A pastor fell so sick and ill
His needs were finances to heal
To the media he ran with a plea
Every friend dodged and had to flee
Luckily he healed miraculously
But to the media the announcement was death seriously.
Friends came in numbers to contribute
Last respects they wanted and to attribute.
It was a sorry state to realize the pastor was alive
He had wanted to know real friends who to him had love.
How cheated are we with friends so false
To save life they cannot arise
Yet when dead their pockets become easy with funds
Such they shamelessly need no refunds
False friends really need your downfall
They will play you just like a football.
Am pissed off like a suicidal person
On a tree he hangs with precision
Is life not more important than a coffin
Is friendship not more precious than funds spin?
Am pissed off like a cheated demon
He is so bitter like a dried lemon
Leave me to reach my wits end
Before you have me befriend as a friend
Am gone from your life of lies
Like a bullet from your life I flies
Let me live like a hermit in a desert
Without any friends for all I need desert
Seek me not to pour your falsehoods
Cheat me not with your empty brotherhoods
Your cheating have pissed me enough
You have passed me in roads so rough
