jeudi 5 août 2010


By Tikum Mbah Azonga

She’s early today
Unlike yesterday, you know
Even when the sun doesn’t rise
She complains of the rains
Ma-Bessem spends her nights and days complaining.

Why not take a step a day?
Or is she still waiting for the golden bow?
How did Christ rise,
If not after a lot of pains?
So why spend one’s time moaning?

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