Secret Letter To The Angel Poem by Nicholas Mulago

And your feet flipped and the mad me got so creative
Trailing my eyes up flopped me the captive
Feel this in my perspective
You know its harder to admit that I'm the one on stove.

If I stammer so much just let me say
Even those on crotches get to destinations away
Lady know my visions never stray
I'm the some of God I know you'll stay

My paradise may flaw and things hammer
You're not alone just fancy the creator
I'm a beggar but also a believer
Rich in romances and naked of silver.