"More towns men are still coming. Would we wait till what time?" Okelekwu was visibly disturbed as he looked around the crowded pub. Crowded in relative to the discreet meeting...
our grasses aren’t green, the kind of love that grow here need not lay on them our love is upright, we love on our toes under shades of bearded...
Look at our daughters They now show no ill in laying with men old as their fathers Look at our sons Nothing is holding them back from scamming the green...
Each time I try to do it right, I fail myself. I've tried all I could but I keep getting it wrong. The other day, someone's comment on my wall...