As the moon casts a white glow over the sad, dry African plains,
Silvery clouds float lazily above,
Memories fade as time passes.
I navigate a delicate world that changes like seasons.
Now, I stand like a lonely sentry on a silent hill.

I watch as a stray dog moves around in the dark.
All I hear are the whispers of my past.
I know I have made many mistakes in life,
Now, some stranger wants to steal my rhyme.
And use it against me and my family.

Through the hallways of yesterday,
My solace comes from conquering my weaknesses.
The sands of time fade away like a hazy sunset.
I am a new man, fighting to win my family back.

She hides few secrets in...