Sacha Sacket - Fable

You were common born
You were starving on my street
You were flesh and bone
You kept coming after me

But the price was gold
And the price was sold
And the price was mean

I was writing a fable
I was told not to read

I was like a poem
I was rife, I was heavy and replete
You were like a pawn
You were ready for defeat

But the price was cold
And the price was old
And the price was me

You were writing a fable
You could hold over me

I was overblown
You were right, I was burning for a dream
You were like a stone
You kept turning over me

Coz was a price was owed
And the price was told
And the price was real

We been writing a fable
We were told not to read

We've been writing a fable

Can you see the lie?
Can you see the lie?
That's been overgrown

Written by:
Sarshar Sacket

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