Come Poem by Happy Mhlongo

The old shall come
But thee love old…never
Youth’ll rule love, cover me
Prend (friend) of mine, shall be me
Coz tomorrow I’ll be old
Youth will leave and old come
Who shall take me there?
My love, why? Come over cover me.
I can’t fight for but
For thee love I shall die for you
The techniques of love is what I know.
I can teach you my love
Please, on my knees don’t go! ! !
Let our love conquer, come home.