Written melodies in the eyes,
Singing songs, till hearts rise,
This is narrow, bone marrow,
Draw an arrow, Jack sparrow.
With a name spelt backwards,
Is it not amusing I lack words,
Listen to me, give back words,
Blue quills I want black words.
Sing them a song, "La, la, la..."
Bullet shots? Or just "tequila",
Till death do us...didn't kill her,
Not guilty, but I know the killer!
"Black Words"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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