The Campaign

CAMPAIGN
Ngalia! ngalia! ngalia! again
Today with an imploring tone
"Barabara nimeunda choo nimechimba"
Stomach above the brain underneath
This time on luxurious Benz
For real no sincere tearing dance
Your vote a contra s' rampant.

I pray your votes ndugu  z'nguni
your  fellow hustler I deserve
To discharge the mandatory reserve
Even the LORD attests above
"kama sisi ma-hustler."

Time to piss you say on the dynasty
But how the way hustler ngalia looks-
lugubrious pompous and well to do
"Kama kweli dunia mviringoooo"
What the unequal edge- 
In the equal round about?

Call the spoon among yourselves
Not a small spade in our shelf
The spady dynasty for fearing
The confronting castration anxiety
And the wailing wrath crocotearing
Moves  in birds of a feathery.

Flock together pregnant mums
Whenever hot for deliveries
For dad mum differ in terms
Matter occupy space but here
"Ninadhani kuna utofauti ukila na"
votes looking like dog sniffer

So Ngalia ngalia ngalias
choose the legitimate audience
Within  the jurisdiction bounds
Lest the misplacement of bonds
may haunt the taunting booboos

A voter's prey listen Ngalia
Warn' in the humblest expedience
Be the same at word spit as you
could swallow in the most guarded-
Chamber my money offered.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 10/26/2024 10:35:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.