Rome

You’re one step closer from being a step further if you stop believing –

How are we supposed to write from the heart when our names are constantly mentioned on billboards without a single rand to appreciate our work, how are we supposed to chase first place when we’re already placed first by our companions and how are we supposed to respect the legends when their craft came in a box instead of it coming as a surprise? We’re touring with a bottle of whisky in our hand, lately it seems as if the only belief is at the bottom of every whisky bottle and lately every fortune cookie we’re gifted turns out to be a bottle of whisky.

You’re moving ahead with life, you’re going to conquer the world and you’re going to be a role model to your children. I’ve seem you going head first trying to cave a better place to shelter yours. Stacking each brick on top of each other believing that Rome wasn’t built in a day...