Kimani wa Mumbi

Rookie - 31 Points (Kenya)

Puffs At The Cemetery - Poem by Kimani wa Mumbi

At the cemetery I pulled like a rope
Pulled on harder than Bob
Location being the safest
I pulled and pulled to the fastest
With my best friend Joe.

It passed from hand to hand
Lip to lip, 'twas all we had.
That green vale turned to a factory
Next to the cemetery
Pulling with the dead.

After a minute Joe and I
We saw paradise with our own eye
No graves but roads
Paved with gold
The dead being angels walking with Joe and I.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012

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