This poem is for me and not you
There’s no fluff and no big words in it
No commas and no periods at all
You are reading it at your own risk
Big school graduates I love to hate
They live a lie in their inner circle
With much ego that goes to the head
Quick to forget where they’re from
They say poetry needs special training
And sentences don’t end with an article
But I don’t follow these double dealers
I have done it here as simple as that
Me no go to no big school I went to a
Night school with no lights no kidding
And B School whose name is Zengeza 2
Where I’m from poetry is oral tradition
If you don’t understand then try harder
It’s me poem and I do what I want
If you want a perfect and rhyming one
Then go write your own isn’t it hey
If you don’t like this poem then to
Hell with you and your friends for real
All your family and ancestors and pets
What do you know you under achiever
If you are still reading you are mad
I don’t know you but I start to like you
I take it back and don’t hate you no more
We shall meet one day and talk poetry