Tapiwa Matsika

My trophy of iron cast
Always coated with rust
Now clothed with dust
No one looks at it with lust
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He brooded on his past victory
The grand past the famous history
His supremacy from naught became a mystery
The days are gone when he killed children to rub off his misery
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There it was in the lab of blue and white
The mammal looks at his own cage and smiles
As he fails to understand his own diet
The chart remains away from his mind probably miles
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I fell headlong into a pit of turd
The foul stench grabbed my vigilance
I stay put and continue to chew my bread
Mocking the foul smell in revenge
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Spare me not
The astronomy
It lingers in my thought
Rattling my whole anatomy
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Sit this side my young brother
I am busy but you are no bother
Stay single and you will be happy
Or else change the baby`s nappy
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He once smiled at the tornado
The storm is just but a breeze
Hurt stroke his heart with its torpedo
Envy can't make it freeze
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From the path of dust and dirt came he
From the Pseudo-Olympus curved in Marble
She grew up being a royal busy bee
And he always searched for fortune from the rabble
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