Destiny 2.0 Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Destiny

Last day of September
I m still a member
On Poem Hunter
Despite my banter
We see in December
If i am not dismembered
May be in November
Could be any number
So i wont slumber
And encumber
My encounter
With destiny
Tinny winny destiny

I remember
Pretty Lavender
Was a member
Her skin amber
Full of anger
There was danger
From the father
From the brother
From her sister
Behaved rather
Like her mother
Arguing their destiny
Tinny winny destiny

I am not an offender
because I am tender
I make some redder
With my rejoinder
Critically stricter
A poetic creature
Rhymes being fitter
Some getting bitter
Poems getting sweeter
Lady i tweet her
Lover on twitter
Same poetic destiny
Tinny winny destiny

I have adopted father
Tim Yerman father
Brother to my mother
D. K Swain male mother
R.M. Smith too old rather
Best friend and brother
Step mother V. Madhulika
Now Ma-Deluke-aah
Baby Anais Voinet my sister
Growing up nice 'n sweeter
Many poem hard hitters
All sharing a destiny
Tinny winny destiny

I have haters
Or people better
From Nether
Lands my sister
Sylvia Frances Chan i hate her
My poet sister i m a joker
Don't be a protester
You kept my daughter
For years gave shelter
Continue to nurse her
Daughter of the father
All sharing a destiny
Tinny winny destiny

Not on my lister
You still my sister
You still my brother
You are my mother
You are my father
You are whatever
Where ever
When ever
Which ever
Never ever
Never never
Same PH destiny
Tinny winny destiny

I have to put a stopper
Behave proper
Behave sober
Not sombre
Not macabre
A bulls hitter
Like a cheater
Who meets her
Sweet talks her
Then treat her
Like Harry Porter
Sharing a destiny
Tinny winny destiny

Tinny winny destiny
One two three four
Tinny winny destiny
Five six seven eight
Tinny winny destiny
Nine ten eleven twelve
Tinny winny destiny
I have to go now
Dont know how
I take my bow
I wipe my brow
One two three
Four five six
Seven eight nine
Poem all mine