Wednesday, 28 October 2015

Farewell to the heat and hit




The heat could boil meat
The hit was intense I admit
The heat gave me sore feet
The hit could make one quit

With the sweat of the heat outpouring a river
The impact of the hit causing me fever
My skin was transformed
My brain was reformed

Better am I than I was; well nurtured
Sharper than a blacksmiths axe; properly structured
Leaving behind significant orders
Whose memories are close to my blood engine

Ahead with my 32 teeth
Nature I will fail to cheat
Completing that which is on the sheet
With no surrender nor retreat

Bijimi Daniel Meindous

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