I like the palm wine
Because it makes me wine
With just a little of it
All my sorrows I forget it
It is gotten from a palm wine tree
A tree that resembles the oil palm tree
I wonder why its name should have a palm
Maybe because its from the family of palm
Drinking it makes on calm
As if one robs a balm
Always listening to others
Even to the younger brothers
You fool them by your calmness to be a good boy
Not knowing the palm wine is making you to coy
Always listening and not speaking
But all insults, you are remembering
Please do not take much of a sip
Because its can make you go unzip
Its not a poem that I am writing
But an experience that I am sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem