WHERE ARE THE KINGS

Where are they?
Let me at them.
I want them, and I want them now,
I pray, “God grant me patience”,
But He should hurry.
Where are they?
At least if Mohammed doesn’t go to the mountain,
Then the mountain should come to Mohammed.
And even if the Red Sea had not parted,
Moses and the Israelites will have swum across.
Where are they?
Where are the Kings?
I want to stand before them,
If not then they should stand before me, abi?
For the Good Book says,
“Seeth a man who excels in his work, he will stand before Kings;
And not before unknown men”. (Proverbs 22:29).
I don come O!
Where are the Kings?

CONDEMNED

Am in trouble,
Cos am a condemned man.
Sentenced for a crime that comes natural,
Judged for having the natural in born instincts to commit such a crime.
Am a condemned man,
Condemned to write all the days of my life,
Cos it’s a natural God given talent.
Am a condemned man,
Condemned to write till I get in trouble,
Or better still, till it brings me fame and fortune.
Am a condemned man,
Condemned to keep doing what I love,
And, ……………………am loving it.