I Am Not Done Yet
I am not done yet
Thy that is there unseen,
Told by preachers anger toward my ways,
That i would be wrapped soulless awake,
anbandone with my full-grown-basket.
Please hope I am not been defusing;
My man is still functioning,
Go tell Aisha whether she bask-not,
Please I am not done yet.
Touch not my properties, its my sweat
Tune not my wife's thats my concealment,
Plough not my land, its my sovereignty
Tell them I am not done yet
Oh! nature why done me evil,
You lay the world tune to my channel;
Know that I lay alone, you devil,
With your bewildering intellect.
One more last thought;
Tell them if I know I am done,
They could have chameleonly tight,
Please can I have more time to tune.
Kakamu jnr.
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