Wednesday, 25 November 2015

PAPA SAYS



Here’s a book, son
Read, son, read more
Until the herds are here with dusk
Learn, son, learn
Until the dews dance with welcoming tunes of dawn
Run, son, run
Run from the shackles of indolence
Let a father see education take you farther

Here’s a leso, sweet little one
Stride in your mother’s footpath
Learn cuisines, learn, my sweet little one
For man seeks potency from the belly
Eat, sweet little one, eat
Fatten those buttocks for vigor
Grow, sweet little one, grow
Grow and give hope to future cohorts
Make papa proud with more herds.