02/07/2023
THE DEEP CRY
Of the left chicken
From the truth
Which is hidden
And the properties
Which were taken
From us
The deep cry
Your still giving us
Twenty kwachas
Which have no value.
Better those days
We we're able to buy zitumbuwa
To stop the crying stomach
Where are the left overs
You throw in the bin
We can't find them
We have
Nowhere to cling
The bins are clean
The deep cry
Don't laugh at me
I didn't choose
Those torn clothes
To wear
While your old ones
Are used as moppers
The deep cry
By Amie💖🧕