samedi 9 janvier 2010


By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Why do people bother?
Why on earth do they bother
Knowing fully well that the universe is His
And that all the birds therein
Farm not and toil not
But daily eat to their fill?

Do we forget he is father
And that daily for what he does is bother?
All that belongs to us is his
So why worry if under our feet the grass moves in?
To him we are that sweet baby
So never will he allows us to fall ill.

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