A day with success.
Just trying to live above standard... Just tryna be classic.
Beat the figures. Round up the 7 with an enclosed 8.
I just wanna be smart enough to make toil Hate.
Take Coin's bait.
Feed the aves with Rumors of cleanliness and make the roaster take a Sandy bath.
Just wanna have more than enough to pay for light bills, water bills.
It wouldn't be 2 much if I kick start my day with 3 decent wordy baths.
Little wonder my secretary gave me a little story that made my house burn up in wonder.
I was told success was eager to meet me and I was given the pleasure to pick a date. 1st of October I picked, the prompt was placed on the evening, the note said further "you can come anything after 8."
It was a prompt dinner with success, Dawg! I showed up at success' door minutes before 7 began to hate, I was there quarter to 8.
Courtesy played a part to recreating history. Success commended me for never coming late.
Success introduced me to his siblings, family and above all to his beauty wife which I had once suppose to be Kate.
I am Godwin Okhuoya, a black writer who no one ever believed had written over 30 stories before he clocked 8,
cox I did.
Fact would remain fact, and who will Hate will Hate.