18/06/2022
THE TRIBALISM HAS LOADED MY PATRIOTISM
Gebaliya, the road blockage mechanism, that I stepped on, in every corner like the dust that my city contains, hopefully it’ll vanish just like the dusts do after the rains-fall, unhappily I rains however just like the rains wasted in the forest, For the Gebaliya is everyone’s harmer.
The pedigree is the how far, many can sees, only God knows my capabilities and my inabilities, If gebaliya is something that can’t never be digested then aren’t God wrong for how you’ve created.
What would happened, if you decided love me, Will your linguistic disappear, Does you customs cases being with tall folks and who told you that the word Muony will be branded on your back, Apparently we’re all equal, just remember the word Jinub come from greatness,”KUSH.”
I am not asking you to stop hating, I am not asking you to stop looting however just to alert you, that you’re just like the young antelope who danced herself lame when the main dance was yet to come.
Thanks you
Free verse Poetry
Poet Gatluak Khamwine