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By: Jonathan Tafreg


Keep preaching your peace,

While people are fighting war,

One thing you don’t understand.


You want holy kiss,

Your mouth full of neither nor,

This too you don’t understand.


Your belly don’t miss,

You want us to suffer more,

But still you don’t understand.


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Jonathan Tafreg is a Tanzanian poet, singer, novelist, linguist and a teacher. He was born in 1985 and studied Bachelor of Arts with Education from Teofilo Kisanji University and graduated in 2015. He has taught English language in different schools and colleges across the country and has written dozens of books and pamphlets about English Grammar and Literature. He is the Pioneer of Tafreg Heritage English Academy.

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Post by Jo Africa on Sat Oct 06, 2018 12:24 pm

It's just paining a lot, 
On the last day I'm gonna leave this world, 
It's just paining a lot, 
On the last day I'm gonna say no word, 
It's just paining a lot, 
On the last day I'm gonna leave my beloved family.


People will cry, on the day I'll die
Others will be shocked, blaspheming why? 
People will cry, on the day I'll die
Others will be laughing ‘Cos they are standing high.

Remember the serpentine, 
Enjoying with my friends while drinking wine, 
What about the Valentine? , 
My corpse inside golden coffin, nothing shines. 

Dust man dust, dust man dust
When I think of the last
I do cry!
Dust man dust, when I think of the last
I do cry!

People will carry my coffin
To the burial ground, 
The clergy man gonna say this
To the people around, 
I was the best man church never had before, 
I was an expert each and everything I know.

My nice cars and wife all gonna stick around
My nice shoes and suits and all that I found
Another guy will come and claim them all? 
And my name shall be forgotten O my soul? 

Will there be time really to say goodbye

My legal future ex-wife she gonna wonder why?
I’m gonna miss my lucrative orphan NGO
‘The time is up’ O voice of my Guardian Angel
 
Dust man dust, dust man dust
When I think of the last
I do cry!
Dust man dust, when I think of the last
I do cry!

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