Prepare My Grave
Alone I can’t do
Mutually we can
Me and you real friends
Me and you not enemy
But my friend know
Prepare my grave
I saw you very far I swore to follow your way
My father forbade my choice
My mother and all my clan
Lamented Mkude you gona die!
My heart refused their will
My hears denied to snoop
And my tongue spoke to them
That never shall we break up
So my friend know prepare my grave
Dig the grave deep
For death will follow soon
Choose a good coffin
Put my body in
Don’t forget the cross
A sign of God’s people
Place doesn't matter
Wherever plunk me
So my friend know
Train my grave
Copyright © Lucas Mkude | Year Posted 2013
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