Baluba Love Poem by Kunta Williams

BALUBA LOVE

A perfect plain in the Sub Sahara

Discerning screens, Japanese Madara

Your frame formidable despite design

Why shan't I sing aloud about your shine?

Your songs of praises serenade females

A wrecking train that never derails

Conquered jealousies try to bite your style

They lost teeth from treading your field of mines

You oppose disruptive dictatorship

A might that oppresses oppressors' grip

A real lion, the rest just copycat

Your tales get people wild like bank alerts

Your burning desire defies flame tests

But your heart I treasure here in my chest!

©2016.
Kunta.
Birth name: Olaoluwa Ola-Williams.