When the sun's always out,
And the dread of the pregnant woman just raising,
Her womb bigger indeed,
Full of pains and messy of the inside baby,
Thoughts of the young kid start dialing.
Few days later I was born

(C) Daudi Mwanambuu
03/02/2021


Best Poems of Daudi Mwanambuu

• Let Die Young
• Who Says?
• Few Days.
• My Desire
• Welth Of The Poor
• The Black Light
• No Sucrifice
• The Guardian Angel.
• A Little Pang
• The More You Love.