Michael Wamalwa (10/02/1990 / Kenya)

In the dark,
The core of the night.
When all the creatures,
In dreamland they dwelt,
You crept,
Toes in the air,
To steal my being,
In my mind
A house you built,
In my heart,
Your lawn you mowed.
Little did I know,
A stealer you were.
When dawn came,
My body,
Your asset you made.
In the end,
Your slave I became,
A thief,
For sure you are.