Hate Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

All life of hate
life of great lake of tears
and desperation of late
She showed up and faced fears

She saw sunlight
But in it there was hate
from the roots, only one root
the mama litto, mama
she called on breast feed, nana

And then she missed it,
the breast went abroad of mists
And that's the focus of debt
the focus of hata list

Look, only two souls, and three
Only two great souls were close
Herself, into marriage of beasts,
She thought there was summer hut
Summer hut indeed! Beasts of deaths?

Mama litto and mama,
What a heart! Then she died of hate
No hospital she died on her sick bed
This pendemic, this disease, this AIDS, this HIV
So it brought hate in mama Litto
And turned her into abag of bones

And hate from mama Litto
forced my mama to the sunset
with new born daughter
close, close, close
She was alive

And then hate
She finally kissed the soil
To mama Litto she left her daughter,
but she followed later
She was my blood
and last one

And hate, hate
She died of hate
while the left seeds
monger in her remembrance