Treasure Island

Abdallah Mpogole

(30, July 1982 / Iringa, Tanzania)

DREiniAM


Almighty!

Sugarcane within me'

My witness aint only eyes we see,

My feet wanna walk far and be,

My mouth crying for that Queen Bee,

My Dream's are sufferin' why not be me!

Slim light in a Darkness there i be free.


Far land of monkeys and tree,

My hands of mud aint that brutally.

My pants of cracks but not raperly.

My muscle for the land and not robbery,

My inventions are fairly not that destructly.

My sweetness of naturally not sweat artificially.


My words so truly not that trickery,

My Journey is long coz therein specially.

Here we belong, u go reach safely

I go strong as it long, long, longly..

Till it dung and ding dong dongly,

Me bell me rang nicely.. Not bagrabong! bang! as formelly,

Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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