Family
Memory, it takes me to years back,
When you protected us from the dark,
These tears for you I roll,
While my phone gallery I scroll,
Staring at the pictures imagining of course,
How elegant we pose with you in the back rows,
Holding our hands, a big happy family,
Having no idea you would leave us finally,
Concerned for our future, you took us to school,
So as to learn life's golden rule,
Now we struggle to keep up,
Care and love we had drifts, because of the gap,
We've forgotten your teachings on brotherhood,
As we concentrate to create ourselves a livelihood,
You now have twelve grandchildren,
(Junior, Leon, Ryan, Ian, Andy, Tyrone,
Grandpa, Hermes, Grandy, Queen, Nolarn,
Lowell Jabilo, Jakarungu, Mama and Fadhili)
I myself still have none,
Still your lineage has really expanded,
The 'Buore's', the name we've branded,
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