KILL THEM WITH SUCCESS.

Obviously I'm now wise.

No more throwing of dice. 

I'll always pull the trigger twice.

I have no reason to be nice. 

My bullets, often in excess.

I'll kill them with my success.

My fingers wouldn't go on a recess.

I've never been out to impress. 

I'll give you no second chance.

With my bullets, your body will dance.

Streets now devoid of any romance.

Call the police, I'll maintain my stance. 

Success with a wild vehemence. 

The bold beauty of violence. 

A full armoury is of essence. 

I'll fire till I break every fence. 

The new me isn't a surprise. 

A good heart will never suffice. 

No more throwing of dice...

I've learnt to pull the trigger twice.

Lanre badmus

May 2018