Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Drunkards of my people
My people say drunkards always pay,
Sleepless nights,
housewives delights,
Late night knocks in quiet blocks,
Frustrations and Deceits,
Relevant on the streets.
Who drinks, who thinks, who blinks.
Our wives, our lives
our shame, their fame
Crazy omens,
Counters still full,
our memories awful
Mtwapa, Mombasa November 2008
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