Miserable Wretches

September 12, 2020 Off By Onchoka Bw'ongoro

Thou all miserable wretches
Born in the land middle of east Africa
Wake before the sun casts its golden rays
And make your life the back and front of your eyes
For your masters have got maggots in their heads.
You are alone
Like a skiff at the mercy of the sea’s madness