●I Wail of a  Plagiarizer●

Steal my words
Take them gently
They used to be pure
with life atop it
When you chew
chew them slowly
break them gently
The words have a creator

Lit up your fame
Shout out your name
Hide all your shame
It's all your game
But wait till you lame
where words shackle you
to name shame and jail

Spew my words
but they remain me
Take my glory,am my glory
When you sing
sing of my wells too
praise the pen that saw you

If you see no more words
know I was the last of my kind
We gone extinct
With our words
and the tools of man
hanging on our sore backs

☆Danny Biitka☆
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Till Death Do us Apart

Until death wished you farewell
I thought it false
Until the shackles fell
and we failed the love course
Your breathes breathed no more
and hearts all turn sore

A solemn promise we chewed
to abide by us
and us in us
Casted our loves to the castle rocks
mirrors stumped upon,and upon
and merry rice graced the red carpet
on the day we shared vows

How I wished for
I wished for life to share
No,to borrow
I would have taken your place
me to the earth and you to ground
But you gone away
Leaving no trace of life
and making my heart sway
and my heart dive

You retire too early
not even a kin left behind
I don't wish for another vow
I will lay by thee
always be me here
the pungent smell of your carcass will cure me
I shall tarry here
and your gravestone  will be my head rest

until death do us apart
until it does me too apart
as I draw yet air
I shall cast you away not yet
but cling on to the promise we made
on the day we walked down the aisle.

Danny Biitka
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○Write me a Poem○

Please do write I plea
that such words
words that can be weaved
and sewed to
Into a language of the gods
And the goddesses
And too the unheard voices

Write me please I plead
Words that echo in the open
When worlds grow deafened ears
When bitter pills swallow sweeter
And the spoken truths hanged on gallows
Write me such words
to heal the world

Words that speak
I mean spoken words
The living gods might love to dance
Words better than sacrificials
Words that do heal
Words heal madam,words heal
Poem speaks words

When teeth holds tongue hostage
And lips locks shut tight
Speak to me still
Speak to heal
Write me please
Write me a Poem

☆Danny Biitka☆
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■Under Bloody Suns■

Soo loud head hear
Soo close death near
And lives soo filled with fear
And uncertainty not clear
Our hearts not yet cheer

Above our heads fly them
Below us too they come
In search for bloods
For fresh lives
And older lives too
Under the scorching Africa suns

The gates and floors of Eastern Africa cries loud
Those in the Western Africa also cries out
The woes deepen day by night
Liitle feets march sharp innocently into fresh graves
They yet not have muscles to show fight
Nor show might

With the tools of man
And the machines too
Lives swept into darkened bins
Bodies maimed and lamed
In the name of Holy war
In the name of political balance
When lives takes French leaves

Abide me by,abide me by
Hide here,but hang your ears out there
When you hear the guns salute
Dig up a shallow grave and announce your death
I will play you a dirge on my flute
For me,my eyes seem curious
If I return not ever
Just write me a Poem
And hang it on the Baobab tree,just near the river
Where we sort refuge

☆Danny Biitka☆
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