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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
A HARD DAY TO DIE FREE
Brother come to my side,
Come to see a sunshine of a new day
A new day of struggling
Come to see the sun rays
That bears a half grain of hope.
Brother let's today be a foundation
For tomorrow to build a castle
A castle of less isolations and mistreatments
A castle that our son will live in harmony and joy
Come to my side brother.
Come to my side brother,
To prepare for that awaited day
The hard day to die free
The day that you will die while smiling
The day that your son will praise you with songs and claps
The day that women will cook a delicious meal for their husbands
The day that even infants will raise their tongues to speak.
Brother its the hard day to die free
The day that prisoners will no longer weep
The day that grasshoppers will regain their wings to fly
The day that ants will shout and make a land leaks
Its hard day to die free
Brother come to my side
Let's prepare for that day
THE HARD DAY TO DIE FREE.
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2017
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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
I CAN’T BE SATAN’S SERVANT.
I could be an awful pimp,
To sell-off girls’ womanhood cheap,
Disregarding their blood-tear weep
When men dragging their virginity in creep
But I can’t be Satan’s servant.
I could hear a beggar and skip
A biggest gambler Cards to flip
A notorious killer knife to stab deep
To shed blood and sweep
But I can’t be Satan’s servant.
I could mess with girl’s right to left hip
Twenty operation per day never to sleep
My tongue to torture their upper to lower lip
Trigger their innocent emotions to leap
But I can’t be Satan’s servant.
I could beat the weak with a scornful whip
And cool their thirsty with water for drip,
Never to let them take a nap
And proud myself a guy of tiptop
But I can’t be Satan’s servant
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2017
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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
To you my heart broker
You force my eyes to rain tears
And pains uneasy for my heart to endure
I can't hang in with this disloyalty of yours
Since You cultivate an avenging soul
That won't forgive your misdeeds.
You manufacture a hatred
In my heart to never trust anyone
I will hate love
And bury all love affections in my sad heart
And turn my eyes blind not to stare at any girl
My heart broker you are now going away
Away from my heart
That have been already broken into pieces
By you.
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2017
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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
I live to do things I like,
Thinks I adore from the inner part of my heart,
Things that comes in every night I sleep,
Things that awakes me at 10 AM.
I live alongside my passion,
I don't do things that I have no passion with,
I live to fulfill my wish,
I don't live to entertain others
I do things I like the most
Things I loved from early years of my life.
Doing things with passion
Makes me proud of myself
Makes people appreciate what I do,
I do it well because I have a passion of it.
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2020
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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
When you shouted am no longer yours
I suffered millions of sleepless nights,
Mourning with endless tears,
Never to feed my empty stomach
My pains
Isn't because I miss your kiss
Isn't because I miss your hug
Isn't because I miss your smile
It's because I can no longer proud am yours.
My tears,
Isn't that I can never find someone else,
Isn't that I can never get a better person than you
Isn't that you are good than anyone else
But no one who can be as wise as yours.
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2019
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Rajabu R. Mpella Poem
My tiny white blossom,
Shining from sunrise to sunsent,
Your cute smell,
Is felt deep in my heart,
Your shining colour
Lighten the darkness of my life
I love you my tiny white blossom
You are my smile, my light and everything .
Copyright © Rajabu R. Mpella | Year Posted 2022
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