The toll bells will ring Not on Christmas eve Nor the coming of Spring. The birds' chimes will go up-high Not of the birth of a new day Nor to usher-in dusk. Tomorrow, the gong-gong will cry Not in the King's service Nor about an imminent threat. Tomorrow, the pores will stand down The pulse … Continue reading A MAN WILL DIE
... with a humbling demeanour And a sense of love and care That you hold right to. Patience and respect Born out of your loins You indeed are. A brother, a friend, A mate, a comrade and solace You really are. Happy birthday, brother.
On a sorrowful Sunday Or a fateful Friday Maybe on a wet Wednesday Hearts would be torn like Thursday Wailing and whirling - Of my death. On a mournful Monday Many will weep When they hear that I die But I will die - after all So don't weep nor cry Just smile, 'til we … Continue reading I WILL DIE
**Let the wings of time swiftly sail me to you Let the tides of the sea Carry me to your forecourt Therein, I'll brew your sweet-scented pito Buried behind your cranium Beneath the sole of the village hut.
It may come In full wrath Or loom darkness above me. It may come Penetratingly pinching my heart & lungs and pancreas Or I say: It may be a bad omen when it comes.
Abdul Hakim Genius 