The unspoken condition 

When you come into my life 

there’s always a condition:

it’s ‘cos timing and 

rhyming,

and whens and whys 

and whats; it’s 

tiring and

inspiring, and

loving and so real

damn tough; 

and

then crying and 

knowing, too; 

but

most of all, it’s gonna 

be this fact I gonna 

tell you now and

wow: most of

all, the condition is 

this:

ever so damn 

clear: ever so damn

dear: and most of 

stuff,

when you enter 

my life, you also will

enter, 

inevitable, 

my 

work …


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