By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Or as we say in Baforchu, "miyaka"
That's all I can say for now
This life is so full of surprises
I can't tell what next I'll meet on the way
That's why it's never good to say,"never"
For who knows what the next minute holds in store
Except God, of course
The omnipresent, the omniscient, the omnipotent.
Let's then rise and sing the song for two
Whether we're in New York or Muyuka
Let's each make a solemn vow
That henceforth we'll dump our vices
And for the Almighty alone, make hay
Let's not pretend to be clever
I know my cat's pore
As a journalist and Capricorn, I strive to stay the course
That's why in the end when I depart God will be present.