I AM SORRY I DIDN’T BLOG SINCE LAST THURSDAY. MY GUEST ON FRIDAY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A CREATIVE GENTLEMEN CALLED ROBSON MUSENDO. WE USED TO CALL HIM ROBOCOP! ENJOY HIS POEMS BELOW:
EVERY BIT OF MY LIFE
If I should stay young what would I miss?
Is it the thrill of adulthood or the romance of cherry pies?
Is it the lies in everyone’s eyes; the hugs and kisses?
If I should grow as nature insists, what would I miss?
Is it suckling my mama’s breasts, crying or wetting my pants?
Is it the the truth in everyone’s eyes; the hugs and kisses?
Or is it the joy of not knowing what’s good or bad?
I wish I could grow older more slowly,
And when I grow old, I wish I’d grow old slowly
So I would enjoy every bit of my life,
… and if I may, PLEASE- let it be with someone
It started with a sip,
On the lips of the careless.
It started on the tip,
Until it spreads its caress.
Slowly, the gaze became dim,
And innocence became guilt.
Funny how clearer the view is
When everything is dark and gloomy
Let me share this cup with you, my friend
And maybe you’ll see the joys of a drunkard.
Then; only your feet know the way home,
Then; every pain is just a tickle,
Then; every truth can be a lie
Then; even a friend can be a foe
Welcome home, my friend
… DRUNKEN SOCIETIES