Patrick Akhudu Poems

In this quiet backstreet,
I met a title boldly sweet,
Skilfully crafted - so nice,
It caught my calm eyes.
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Look at my darling doll;
I bought her at the mall.
Do you think she's small?
She's the height of a ball.
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Look at me, agemate—
Stuck at this lowly spot.
Here we both used to be
Before you broke even.
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Not a day goes to rest
Before I think of you.
My patience is put to test
Till our date is due.
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I will paint this landscape
Spread out by the Creator's hand.
The school teacher will buy it
For his classroom wall.
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Azeze, play the concertina;
Here comes Lina, and Tina!
We miss Muomboko dance;
Play that thing even just once!
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For just a little pay, we will dance
To flavour up your occasion,
To lift the spirit of your event.
We'll dance to pay our daily bills.
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I'll grow up one day
To be a light to behold.
Success and admiration
Will decorate my name.
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Just arrived from my uncle's;
There's very little of him left!
He is a smiling scarecrow
That diets on Nubian gin!
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You judge me wrong, poor Public;
My dealings are an open book,
But your envy has blurred the print!
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