My Nubian Queen Poem by Kuda Bondamakara

If the snow falls and leaves the ground uneven
And the volcano ashes make the sky unseen
If the flights are too dear for the mean
And Im denied some time by the dean
I will still come there in December in a scene
To take you home my Nubian Queen.

If all the lions are let loose out of their den
And commit a carnage that is an unforgettable sin.
If the human race is wiped away and thrown in a bin
And no trace can be made, not even a single gene
I will still come there in December in a scene
To take you home my Nubian Queen.

If the rain falls nonstop leaving the earth obscene
And the rivers flow from the mountains between
If the sun scorches looking for someone to burn
And Im left mourning for times that could have been.
I will still come there in December in a scene
To take you home my Nubian Queen.

If the world turns against me and I’ve nowhere to lean
And my enemies gloat because they think they will win
If the devil with envy becomes green
And on his mouth appears a stupid grin
I will still come there in December in a scene
To take you home my Nubian Queen

The heart wills and the mind is keen
And the soul cries to be made serene
Everyday I long to see you my queen
To take you home to sweep the house clean
And in December I will take you to a place you haven’t been
Home, where you belong my Nubian Queen