You are the heart of my sister
The first one to come out of her womb
Truly sign of love,that your parents used to share
No matter what happened
planned or accidentally
Finally you came in the beautiful universe
That now smells badly
Destroyed by her inhabitants
The time will reach Upon which adolescence comes
Your Len's will be openly
To Cherish handsome boys
Who will come before you
With the intention of eating fruit
Embedded with tastier words
Indirectly,they will come
Like British rule in Africa
Be carefully my uncle
Because your uncle know
Foolishness of his fellow boys
Now I used to Tell you
Because when it comes Girls of your race
won't notice it
They will be taught by the outcomes
©mchongwe
M