backpack life and piety

backpack life

I travel light

within my bag

lies

the sum

of all I posses

scriptures

some clothes

where I'll end up

who knows

and so I ask 

can I stay over tonight?

and girl you say

sure, of course

you know you don't hafta ask

and at night
at night we have a laugh

on the swings by your estate

and I'm humbled by your state

of pure piety

and I can see

I've fallen 

and there on another hill

northala, we could still

chat like we used to

on the hills of northola

we're older

so much older
but still so young
and so you make me pray

I make you say

you'll make me good

make me better

and so we recite surahs

 at dawn, late at night

cameroon girl

back then you changed my life

and who would have imagined

all these years later

we'd end up here

you and I

sam and sy

here I am

still living a backpack life

hood rat
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