I met a lady
When I was going through hell
I told her my story
She promised to help
I called her back
Asking about what she said
She put up a date
To meet with her traditional healer
I went and I consulted the man
And he told me exactly my problem
He consulted with the spirit
He was told my luck is in muthi
He gave me muthi
And a lot of instructions
Off I went with my shoulders
No more down droop
I used muthi when going and coming
Eventually my luck struck
I won a lotto jackpot
My life was turn around
Thinking like a president
I forget to go back to the healer
Then the money was like water in my hands
Everyone knew that I was the man
Women were my best hobbies
For before I had no one
After six months
I was left with nothing
Then I remembered the healer
I was ashamed to go back
My life was worst than before
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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