samedi 12 février 2011

BULLETS IN LIPSTICK

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

How shall you count them?
How on earth shall we do it?
Crossed cannibals, gored palace chickens
And chained toothless bulldogs
That`s what they are
With their shallow buttocks
Sunken jaws and false teeth
Do you think they`ll hear you?

Why do you waste your gun powder?
Keep it in check
Save it for the rainy day
Above all
Save your breath for your porridge
If you have no underwear
Fetch the golden bible
Otherwise, you`re doomed.


Copyright 2011

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