The Death To Hide Talent Poem by Lindani Mahlangu

i sometimes regret with mistakes that i make,
some cost me too much that i have to pay,
i learn from them in one way or another way,
i make the rules as i go more especially on the high ways.

may my talent not go to waste,
even though im not popular than the maize,
but i left people amazed,
more during the month may,
just because is my month of birthday,
after my speech everybody just say hey.

if i was a lawyer nobody could be given a bail,
i can calmly tell them its time for hail,
every night, everyday they feel like they are in the drain
under my superior rein,
i make them swear they wont smoke cocaine
even to wear chains,
they always sleep in pains
by the mistakes the have made
may my mistakes not cost me my talent,
so that it may not go to drain,
and go to waste,
my talent that is death to hide.
it will be hidden when im dead for sure.