Hold this hand tight Don’t squeeze it Just treat it right Protect it from getting hurt And teach it how to write What’s in your mind Don’t quarrel, just seek to find Don’t fight the opponents with your muscular physical frame Let your words question and channel them, Let the light cease the darkness, And the one ashamed be blamed. Change and challenge the change When the evil change comes for you Show it the difference With all your intelligence And, next time when you meet Its head will bow down to show respect. Words of a wise man hurt and kill, whilst those of a mad man are noisy Some will call you insane, Others will consider you a poet And don’t ignore those whose wish is to see your corpse lying in a casket. Smile, what was spoken by your mouth never dies It lingers in people’s minds. BY OBED SHYAKA
