Force not down my throat
Your hamburger that upsets
My belly accustomed to pounded yam and eba
Teach me not to roll my tongue
My syllabus is unique
And evolve with my being
The business and cat walk
Cause me triple, triple time a walk
Unsophisticated in comparison
With my heavy and pride gait
Which evolve with my being.
(Thursday 23rd September,1007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Toucing, dramatic. Evocative Thank you so much
Thanks and remain blessed.