My Doorstep by Richard Shekari from Abuja, Fct Nigeria
My doorstep
verse 1:
tears rolling down my cheeks at the end of every day. They never understand what i go through, come what may. A knock came at my door—who could it be at this time of day? I just want to be alone, leave me alone to tend to my wounds. Chorus:
he said, “it’s...
Writer, singer, rapper and poet.
Writer, singer, rapper and poet.