mardi 5 janvier 2010


(By Tikum Mbah Azonga)

You`re a special woman
Even without having a foreman
All the fingers on your hand are not same
Even if you give them a different name.

Firmly I believe in the Holy One
For in him I live and move and have my being as one
When cornered and unable to race
At once I resort to praise.

Looking at me today
You may think I`m mere hay
But try me just this once
And see how this little me can trounce.

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