Double Eyeing Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

Unsatisfied, eyeing at two courses or so
A usual sitting on the fence
Prickle inside for the next prodding of dilemma

Pro digging in oneself
Awaiting more of the other
And grabbing silently,
The double eyes!

If I would have such colours, blue, red.....
Three of the more sets, and think deeply of how to win these nodal appartment
Crumbling facades in them buit
Next flip in the corner
If I had that!
The double eyeing's dilemma song