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