History, so long.


It's a different day everyday,but it's the same old routine. Wake up, get up, take a bath or not, move around or be anchored in one place. Pick up yesterday's struggle, have a sense of direction or get caught up in the insanity of the mind.
When we finally overcome the overwhelming pressure of a life filled with obstacle courses, for a sense of momentary pleasure that expires too quickly.

Owing everything to history, trying to leave a legacy that tells a tale of a life lived quite craftily. Hustling every day trying hard to be successful, but success is like a loose woman. The object of lust for almost every body, but still nobody can deny her charm, and the powerful attraction she wield. But all we have is our dreams, nobody else can see and most would never believe.



Risk and chances, a game of wits, flirting with death at every turn, unknown what untold event is about to unfold. Realizing the present and appreciating the history that led to it's making. Finally victorious, acceptance, repentance and penance. Now that she's not just staying for the moment, not because of the money, neither because of her vanity. The history of success started with just one step, and the hardship and scars became trophies of an ambitious past.

So long, it's been in the making, her loyalty and respect a craving from the depths of a depraved mind. Denied of all, desperate for acknowledgement, leaving everything in the hands of history, a path frequently travelled can hardly be forgotten. Until the day when the morning dawns and the sands of the hour clock has long been exhausted, and time can never again be told, because while history will forever exist, we cannot always be present to tell our tales, so we leave it all in the hands of history, hoping we're justified in the tales that would be told about our adventures.


And here's a link to download and enjoy "Jay Z" in this tune he titled "History"

Here's your link to download.Enjoy.




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