Noise ,trouble all they say,
No hour no minute no second they pay,
Trouble trouble is ours.
All stories reflect us,
Drinking escaping everyday,
More say we’re notorious,
Again commenting nothing we play.
No sand no stone where to step,
Mad, water everywhere,
Presenters’ elders aren’t there,
Never remember our assistant there.
Their looking reflect the wall,
Never speak of strengths,
Evil, evil seen well,
No matter important me acts.
Copyright © Lucas Mkude | Year Posted 2014
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