A father’s advice to his son
16 June 2015
JIMMY DREKORE
An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
Go to school
Don’t be a fool
Do your studies
Not tend to ladies
Don’t waste time
That historical crime
Respect your mobile phone
Or you’ll be blown
Use it for information and emergency
Or you’ll be lost at sea
Read books
And more books
Street sales is not a job
If you follow the mob
Don’t envy the bus crews
Their lives ain’t a cruise
Don’t start with loose butts
Or off cuts
You’ll never afford silver foil
Nor know where to toil
“Loose coins,” will frequent your lips
Will be yours but hated tips
You’ll turn to “Wari Cup”
No beer is served in a cup
Loose butts, off cuts
Are weedy sluts
Your intellect will be raped
And you’ll be scraped
Into prison
Or on the run
This ain’t my dream
I shall keep this for my son. I love it. I regret some of it too!
Posted by: Philip G Kaupa | 16 June 2015 at 10:59 AM
A great piece pinching my heart into agony. Welcome to the scene, Bush Poet.
You are making up the number of entries for SWA to be on the ridge as compared to other provinces for the percentage of entries which will close on 30 June.
Wakai weh ... a heart touching piece.
Posted by: Jimmy Awagl | 16 June 2015 at 06:00 AM