Foul Cry! - Poem by Emmanuel Kaunda
You should know better,
Some things are better off not said,
And to keep your mouth closed
And your eyes unlocked.
But you couldn't,
You climbed on top to tattle,
And tell a fairy tale,
Of my secret that you shouldn't tell.
I trusted you with my inside,
You turned around and showed it outside,
Now I keep my face bowed and out of sight,
Because you tore me with all your might.
You called me "Brother."
I'll call you "Bother"
‘Coz to me you are none other,
Than a mid-night robber.
All you do is offend,
Then turn around and pretend,
No, this is the end,
Why did you tell on a friend?
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