BONG TONG AND ZONG

We grew from cradle,
Defeating chords into grace,
And acclamate the odds,
To finding the greener days;
That hide from our eyes.

We bind ourselves to this stake,
Of stare and dismay:
Tracing this sweet wind of hope;
In unseen pearl of love,
That struck our skin with, vibes of hope once!

Like an oath from days of ignorance,
Just the ways of man,
Taking us through these phase;
Pecking our limbs and, knees with fury.

Let our heart,
Beat for togetherness,
While we bade,
Goodbye to fears,
When division crawl in.

Walk again,
From tales of anger,
Then cuddle us in, laughter .

In bold colours and snooze,
Bark with zeal and pains,
Of transparency.

Build us again,
And we'll never depart,
From whisper,
That soon echo every, hour.

Hence we are here again,
To dare and dine!
Yes and even,
With Bong Tong and, Zong!

A poem of discord but always. Composed thisday 01/03/2024.
Dumka Richard Vincent (Bossman)