When I Will Sing My Own Song

A time may come when i'll sing my own song,
And that time is coming fast.
I'll sing my own song,
Perhaps a lyrical song coloured with joy,
And maybe a dirge bursting with sorrow

A time will come then i'll sing my own song,
A song in praise of fallen heroes,
A song in huge honour of hunger
A song for incessant insecurity,
A song of unemployment.

One thing i don't know
Is whether the church will sing to this song,
And dance to its tunes, or make it
A song for offering of offerings
I don't know whether to make it secular;
If it be ungodly, perhaps it may be a hit.

When i'll sing my own song

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poem by Eric Lungai
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I Kissed A Frog

In the night, at the stage,
When the daughters of men
And the sons of women
Paraded their nudity and smashed bottles,
I kissed a fortunate frog

And a deep kiss it was,
As it penetrated beyond the lips,
And went further into the hollow mouth
And got swallowed in the dark unknown

The frog croaked, and chocked
With merriment, with anxiety
To swallow the fluidic saliva
To lick the soft tongue
To wallow in the warm embrace

And it croaked again,
This time louder, but still softer
Little went unnoticed, as it slipped

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poem by Eric Lungai
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