mardi 1 mars 2011


For Nasare

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I`ll go no more aroving
I promise you
Even if the sky comes down on my head
And that`s final.

So when you go round beaming
Spare a thought for Jacob`s zoo
Where wrought iron has turned into allowed lead.
If you trust me, buy me a sparkling crystal.


2 commentaires:

Ignatius ESENE a dit…

Great piece!keep up

Tikum Mbah Azonga a dit…

Thanks for your comment. How`s Egypt and how are you coping with the civil unrest?