Listen to your sorroundings
you shall hear a jazz piece,
If the is no music in your ears
Then you have not turned in,
You have missed the frequency.
What time did you arrive at the station?
A 3/8 or a 6/8 are my only time signatures.
A 4/4 is out of the question.
My life is not worth two minims
Emasimini the wind
blows through the dry crops. Forming the sqUicky saW thRoat SoUnds of the saXophone.
Two semitones down the chromatic scale of life, the birds were born to sing.
But you were born singing,
Those who witnessed your birth just called it crying.
Listen to your surroundings
you shall hear a jazz piece titled MANDULO.
My life is not worth two minims.
Blessedm
Sibusiso Hlatshwayo
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