They must go; let them go
Is what he hungers for
And thirsts for
Differs though
From shepherding sheep
The former possess possession
Latter train apprentices
Trade by barter
And men for cowries
Now cross-checked
As a compulsory history class
For both black and white being
Being being, consume the idea
Like a consumer opting
For the highest satisfaction in life
No, no modern word
Never correspond with early civilization
Replacing time-machine with voodoo
I'm a successful harvester not rich
And a cheerful giver not a philanthropist
Still have hut with thatch
Moulded for critics and opponents
Your surnames define you
All cropped in one basket
In support of today's monarch
Call me contrary; that's me
Absent repetition in my work
Although a blessing to work me through
Call man all the homos
Sapience is what he embraces
Known after origins and traces
Yet shepherds don't apply it.
5 comments:
Longest time too...I must say I just carried out #2 on ur blog but would go bk n read... still luv dis blog a whole lot... makes me nostalgic..and oh dis song...
I see you still got your mojo :)
And i've just harvested, bro.
I hear y'all
Greetings bredren! Nice work....I like the thought-written process. In this piece, it seems as if you are writer that just hits a point and move forward. You don't write exhaustively or thoroughly. Continue on......!!!
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