THE PATH AHEAD

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

It isn`t normal at all
No, forget the packed launches
Pick up your holy bible and walk tall
That`s the only way you can avoid the trenches.

Copyright 2011

THE LAST PLOUGHMAN AND HIS WIFE

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

The plowman is her
He came with his wife
To search for the meaning of life
So why be filled with rage and fear?

Copyright 2010

HOME TIME

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Come home
Come home, Sweat heart, come
The sun is down
And the chickens have come home to roost
Leave everything behind you
And come home.

Tonight will be special
Mbongo Tchobi and nothing else
No kwa koko, at least not today
Let's change the scenario
And our course, for once.
Then early tomorrow morning
And hand-in-hand
We'll jump into the waiting boat.

Copyright 2010

YOU EMPTY VESSEL

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I knew it from the very moment you opened your mouth
You`re a man with loose divine origins
You`re empty about Hindu concepts
And totally blank on naturalism, theism and pantheism
Yet you come here and place your stool before ours
Aren`t you ashamed?
Or are you just papering up the cracks
And sweeping the dirt under the carpet?

Copyright 2010

POINTLESS MOVE

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Why did you do that?
Just for fun?
Now that you're on the run
Who'll pay the VAT?

Copyright 2010

SUB PRODUCTS OF THE SYSTEM

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

He sold it for how much?
Two hundred francs?
And you bought it?
Are you crazy or what?

Do you take me for a Dutch?
Or are you only thinking francs?
Don`t you know I`m also fit?
That`s why sophists prefer to swat.

Copyright 2010

FREE ELECTRON

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I’m certainly no one’s loose canon

So, don’t even think about it

The fact that I blow hot and cold

Doesn’t mean I’m a bottomless pit.

That’s why when I crossed the Rubicon

I turn round sharply and blow it

For, how could a few jokers claim we are sold?

Just because we dared to serve the writ?

Copyright 2010