I will not go out
The little pathway to my house is flooded
It has become a raging river carrying everything away
if I dare go out I don’t know what next can happen
My little home and child might be carried away
I really want to go out
To earn my bread
Get something to cook for me and my girl
But my little stall at the roadside
Has been carried away
If I go out
I might not be able to come back
The little bridge to my house
Is about to be washed away
With the heavy rain it won’t last a day
My madam called today
Mad I haven’t been in today
The baby has been wailing
And her clothes are not washed
And there is the rain
She complains with this rain
She cannot sit at the garden
From her third storey bedroom
She can only peep through the curtains
And watch the heavy drops hit the ground
She could later take her four wheel drive
To go to the saloon she love
Or have some tea in bed
But I didn’t come to work
If I don’t go tomorrow she says
I should not bother to go again
But if I go to work
I might be stranded on the way
The busses to our homes
Are not going all the way
They don’t come past the highway
Please someone stop this rain
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Tuesday, 9 May 2017
Sunday, 7 May 2017
A moment of Silence
Beautiful souls
With dreams and hopes
Pride of their folks
Excited to learn
Off they went
With no clue off they took
What a beautiful group
But death ooh death
What an evil crook
He came with darkness
And a dark cloud of sadness
With his strike of coldness
He left them lifeless
As a nation we stand
In our numbness
Parents and friends
Mourning in silence
With hopes we hold hands
Tears in our eyes
May they be in a better place
A moment of silence
With dreams and hopes
Pride of their folks
Excited to learn
Off they went
With no clue off they took
What a beautiful group
But death ooh death
What an evil crook
He came with darkness
And a dark cloud of sadness
With his strike of coldness
He left them lifeless
As a nation we stand
In our numbness
Parents and friends
Mourning in silence
With hopes we hold hands
Tears in our eyes
May they be in a better place
A moment of silence
Thursday, 4 May 2017
Only Before!
I have known this kind of pain
I can make it through the rain
Unlike you
I can't wait in vain
I have been here before
with no hopes for tomorrow
Moving really slow
With every blow so low
When i couldn't take no more
I stood up, started really slow
To crawl
Slowly but running here i go
I am not waiting for you to put up a show
I have been here before
I can make it through the rain
Unlike you
I can't wait in vain
I have been here before
with no hopes for tomorrow
Moving really slow
With every blow so low
When i couldn't take no more
I stood up, started really slow
To crawl
Slowly but running here i go
I am not waiting for you to put up a show
I have been here before
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