Tonight was a bright night,
In sleep I was tight
Until the door slammed open...
My angels wrote in jornals with pens
There was mokgalajwe driven home drunk.
I didn't know how to smile...
With tears in my eyes,
Oh the tears of a lil' boy
O bo jele as took long
Knowing go re it was wrong
But I had to tell someone
To take him off the ghetto
knowing he was there ka lerato
Botshelo bame bo tlhakatlhane as I live in pain
Really it had to be putted down the drain
Oh! he is damn in the drugs
Please try to get him onto the rug
Gore a be once again my disire
Not my backfire.
Like bangwe ke tshameke ka di-toy
Not to count the tears of a lil' boy...
This poem is wrote in devotion to my buddy 'Small'. Skim it hurt me to see you cry with out opening up.
Matha'ema please act responsible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow this is so sad but that's what makes it so powerful and so beautiful. i love it.