By Tikum Mbah Azonga
What a blessing, in deed!
On this blessed day of our Lord
I call this a miracle from above
This day on which the white turtle
Perched on my little head
Like the apostles` tongue of fire.
I know the apostles` creed
Even without riding a ford
So, when Sister Irene thinks I have a stock
I tell her: "No, Grande Soeur, it`s only the throttle."
For have I suddenly become some lad
Or a cheap hand for hire?