By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Mbonshu, you wonder why we love at all
We all do, don`t we?
Because we feel insecure
Because we`re messed up.
So like the round ball
We seek a partner, a treasure trove
Whether on land or at sea
And call it our own property and tenure
It doesn`t matter whether it was willed or unwilled
We just want a top up, another top up.