Fish and Hook
I've gone out to the waters
Many times ever since I hit sixteen
I went out hoping to get fish
And in this few years, I've had good catches
With my small hook I've been able to trap big fish
Fishes only thought to be in the deep sea
A surprise cause I only wade shallow waters
Where my dangling feet can easily play in
I'm not a good swimmer yet
That's why I've not gone to the deep sea
Plus it's not like my hook doesn't get fish
That's why I'm still okay treading familiar waters
I'm a good fisherman however
For I stick to the same waters,
long enough to know its depth
Floating long enough before I sink in
I've always prepared bait on my own
Cause I only trust my hands to do the job
For it's a family secret held deep within my tradition
That's why they wonder how every time I come back with a catch
The PO£T
Copyright © Humphrey Haji Luvumbi | Year Posted 2023
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