Going On
For what I do, I say this I can
I love my English, but Swahili is my tongue
When I sing, this is my tone
I cannot afraid, when I run
I have nothing, but still I shine
Give me my right, and say this you done
The city is hot, and rain is rain
You don’t reply, for long is ring
When you speak truth, your salary is chain
Actual they can kill, you die alone
I am strong, but not like Samson
Believe in money, cash and coin
If you are a poor, they will leave you alone
Friendship is hardship, more than suggestion
Before to take something, respect confirmation
There Are time we do, and failing our mission
Because we do, out of our vision
This is my writing,but time is going on.
Idd Ninga
Arusha Tanzania
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