IF YOU WERE MINE

If you were mine

Sweet will my life be like pine

My sun and stars will glow and shine

And till I die, I’d everyday with you wine and dine

So many times I ask myself a question why

Why my lime light is so extra bright

But then I remember, with you it is trite

That we show to the world how much we can fly

Be with me till forever

To you I’d give good cloth and shelter

We’ll blossom like the cinnamon leaf

We’ll for all times take honey with beef

Like holly tree our love would be evergreen

Only you I’d hold tonight and leave with a sweet grin

I don’t wanna live without you baby

I wish to be so bold to call you my lady

But it’s hard for me while you’re acting shady

Stay with me and my life would stop being crazy

Please let me be the man you accord the name my baby

Promise to take care of you and in your duty never be lazy

If you were mine

Never would your care be on the line

Promise you’d always be fine

Plus the promise of no concubine

Our lives would be ablaze and with love shall shine

Your world will be laced with silver line

So darling, would you be mine?

With you alone would my life be fine

And till the day that I die

You won’t but always be mine

I’ve been crushing on you for too long

I know my heart can’t be wrong

Girl with me you’d be strong

Inside my heart you belong

THE PIG

So they run around and their tongues hangeth

Like nylon in a whirlwind they move around like a sachet

With human masks on their faces what they really are is the title

Abashed actions wondered me, read not they the bible?

Hays they make not but when the moon approaches

Shame they eventually face like hungry cockroaches

Daughters of smelters married to sons of hungry leppers

Loot treasuries do them so as to be ‘once upon a time beggars’

Pigs the plural of pig

Would remain but a pig mind not how big

Let’s call a spade a spade

Look into the truth you! Tare it open with a blade

And so they sayeth ‘give to me your mandate’

Reacheth there they, hard they become like palm date

Pocket people’s money and become an entrepreneur

No matter how far or near they’d never make the ark of Noah

The crown that swimmeth in the canals of corruption

Taketh the hope of the proletariats and replaceth with heaps of stolen national treasure

Shall face the wrath and their gaol we shall not measure

Believeth me their remains shall know no pleasure

Brothers their votes and mandates we shant rig

Maketh them pigs that dig big and findeth a bigger pig

Washeth, clean, rubbeth in and exeunt of a pig

A pig no matter how doeth remains but a better pig