Cross Border Business Poem by ANKWASA HARLORD

Mama woke me up this morning
"it's time for you to go school "
My honey study and move mountains
ready for school gave me her hand
Early morning birds singing melodious tunes.

Mama this evening dressed to kill
In her mini ka dress showing her curves,
the meeting of her thighs leaving men pouring saliva
Mama, her lips slapped Scarlet.

Mama tells me to sleep once it clocks 12: 00am
leaving me reading my books to move mountains
she goes to her Cross Border Business,
early morning she returns waking me up for school
carrying sweets, sugar, meat, milk and money
Mama returns home from her Cross Border Business.