Lucky
To you little angel
Like a beautiful flower
Esteemed to my jungle
My lovely blower
I gave you attention
Since that very day
My little soul
All the wealth in bound
I gave you all
With you around
My only wealth I counted
Didn't want anybody close
Not even my beloved mum
Five years are over
I haven't heard of you
You became a weaver
Flew away in two
Lucky, who called you that name?
No! You are not lucky
Find a better nickname
Wherever you are, may it be dark
That name won't save you.
I have a story to tell
Francis Omariba
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