Black Sherif Inspired

 Dirty Hands

This life isn’t my option, that was the only choice I had.

Even when I knew it was clean, I got stained.

My personality mixed with the torture of failing.

I took the steps of the ‘hard’ and here I am.

This isn’t my charity from home.

I opted for stone meals when I was tasked to eat bread in the latter. Life took a turn on my residence; I dwell in the streets; the land of impossibly possible.

This write-up was inspired by 'Second Sermon' by Black Sherif. I tried putting words together after listening to the song for the first time, but I ought to listen again and soak. I hope you enjoy it.