Death Is But Our Home Poem by Munashe C. Gumbonzvanda

I tell you baby
Death is but our home
Death is but our throne
No one can tell us no

we are broke like thieves
our swagg the only blessing
our love a curse
our kisses just bittersweet

you my soldier
i am your nerd
let us go to war
4 our future kids
need nutrition and love
in a world which cares not

death is but my home
i will sit crackling
an old mad man.
that love is but a curse
yet love is all i want of more