MANDAZI

MANDAZI
I tend to prefer mahamri not because am  from coast
Generally I have never enjoyed eating mandazis
This things made of flour and yeast
Especially because the size defers with the content
Plus they hardly stay in the mouth

It's funny how I once tasted of a MANDAZI
Made of beauty kneeded with courtesy
A mixture of fun confusion and freedom
Fried in a pan of anticipation and a modeled body
I only took a smile bite of it's smile

Perhaps the taste is still on my lips
But there is a problem a slight problem
The MANDAZI belongs to another
Am not sure if he is hungry as I am
Maybe it's because he has another and other  on his plate
I really want this MANDAZI so much


If only the MANDAZI could be mine alone
I would eat it glossingly and fancifully
Actually would buy coffee and omelette too
Dear Mandazi on his plate
I see you I want you I need you
Please be mine ... Just mine