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Mike Tembo

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life is beautiful game

Best poem collection book ever published in Zambia.

A mind is a piece that needs to be hundled with care

A man can dream but for cowards its rare

A fight to pain without joy unfair.

The book of real words of feelings, a pen speaks louder for the creative mind of a poet, Love, betrayal, loyalty, unsatisfied pieces.

All in one book

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

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*DAYS IN THE SUN*

Reflected but never celebrated, Anointed but never supported. Days in the sun a book that was never punctuated.

The hero, once upon a time was freezing atZero. With a single bedWith no pillow. Sleeping alone..... Kungogona kawilo.

Days in the sun were hard, hard harder like The elasticity of bladder, Darkness covered ways to the money..... Broken was our ladder.

Vigor he become like a PF cadre. Any risk he would take apart from murder.

All he wanted was to put food on the table, Smoothing the child's path like E-level.

Sinister he refused Being a good father he vowed...... And to GodHe bowed.

Days in the sun were sweet like blue hell, Wounds with rusted nail.

Days in the sun, made him to sweat swollen sticky stinky stuck platelets.

Days in the sun had no corruption for a poor man...... He sold bananas With the abandoned motherly figure on his back.

Black grease boxer we he bent, dark shark gossip from the customers never break his bold brown bones.

Days in the sun is a testimony for the abandoned motherly figure on his back to tell to his policy popular paramount pose pink panther parliament.

From the banana.... To bayama dating stars like Kachanana, making sexy calls with Rihanna, Advising appointments to sugar mama's.

The sun was kind enough to scorch his dark skinny mask.

Days in the sun.

By Jimmy Zozi

 

 

 

*DEAR EVE*So Deep In Love But Pain AboveFrom My Lib You ComeCertitude About YouYou Make The Dark Days Be BrightMake Me Write Your Name In My HeartI Admit I Always See You In My SightSo I Fight And Hold You TightIf I Am Accused Of LoveYes I Am Guilty For You Are More Than CuteIn All My Night You Are The LightBelieve It For I Don't Blarney

I Remember It Was A Drizzly DayYou Come With Your CircumlocutionUntil I Got A Bite Of The Forbidden FruitThinking My Echelon Will Be HighWe Had A Big Fixation In PowerJust A Bite We Become CompuctionalRealizing That The Birds Were Seeing Our NakednessSo Our Naked We Didn't Want To DivulgeWith Leaves We Cover Ourselves

You Have A Priceless Smile, I Know We Were So CallowThinking It Will Just Be InstantaneousWith Our Open Body When He CalledWe Blenched AwayEve You Have A Strong CharismaI Know You Concede But That Made Us To Create A DetrimentWith Him We Desultory To Satan

Look What We Have Done Now, We No longer Have His HelpWe Have Betrayed HimMaking Him Become DisobligingHe Has Chased Us Away From The GardenTo This Land That Is So BlandAll Those Butterflies We Use To Feel In Our StomachThey Are Moving OutMaking Our Tongues So Test less

Life Is Becoming Like AcidSo Bitter Can't Get A Test Of ItScared To Burn My Tongue OutSo We Get Intimate And LookHere Is Abel And CainYour Son Abel Is CurmudgeonBut My Son Cain The OppositeHe Treat His Brother Like ImpresarioNot Eulogy Of His Brother Eve Look

Where Are The Songs The Bird Use To SangRemember How Much We Had FunWe Could See The SunRising In Joy And ShineThe Garden Of EdenIs Now A Place Of BurdenPain And Sorrow Full In Our HeartsWhat A Mess We Created

 

By Mike Tembo

 

 

 

*CLIMATE CHANGE*

Dear Climate Change