Kimani wa Mumbi

Rookie - 31 Points (Kenya)

Midnight Call And A Death Threat - Poem by Kimani wa Mumbi

On 23-01-13 at 0023, GMT+3
In Adama aka Nazret, Ethiopia

It was just midnight when I got this call
Said that I had three more days to live
Why? I asked
What you do, he answered.
Thought my drinking habit
Had finally taken its toll.

But how did this caller know?
Surely he sounded not like Angel Michael
And he didn't sound like Lucifer either.
I don't understand, I said.
Who you call every day, he said.

I tried to figure in my wino mind
Who it is a man would give
So much love as to give daily calls.
Mind too busy. Try again later.
Who do I call? I asked.
You know who you call, he said.
I don't understand, I said.
Ask your friends, goodbye. BEEP!

"Death threats given by clowns, I guess..."
My favourite music track by Nas thus goes.
I fall back deeeeeep into slumber
Daytime I'll deal with this number.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Some punk called me and warned me that they would kill me in three days. I was midnight and I wrote that poem that same hour.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013



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