"Prison of Praise Those were the days, I keep thinking should they had a chance to live? there were few moments, decisions that could change sadly they assailed them to leave so they can live theirs Gone are the golden days, when great things may come from a small beginnings the dream that everyone always expect to be successful how little the progress concerned that of time and place somehow we fell away and spread a new phase of deed Life before of a well soft spoken man, composed was his last words seen on native next door He said sorry, probably he was too moved to express moments those were the last days he was worth living but still able to see more of what the sons of man has left ©@Nyabande GL."