Is it weird that I love the way you smile?
I love the way you walk,
I love everything about you,
And every time you smile,
makes my heart skip to my loo?
Is it weird that I talk to myself?
When I walk to the market,
I look around and the coast is clear,
And the voice in my head,
Sparks up a conversation,
And we could talk for hours,
But the weird eyes.
Is it weird that I don’t want to vote?
Vote for the legalization of marijuana?
Yes please, you almost had me there,
But what about Mary and Jane,
In the slums where there are no farms?
Vote for the hustler like me?
You have a good point,
but what about those who have always been hustling?
It’s nothing new, hustling is second to breathing!
Vote for the money?
Money! Money! Money!
Money every month, “KACHING!”
In a country where the rich always win,
Isn’t it weird that the normal Mwanachi is blind?
Blind to the economy, where the rich is eating from?
Blind to the corruption, where the rich is involved in?
Blind to the mind games?
Is it weird that I choose not to vote?
Because either way,
I will still have to struggle,
To be rich?
Because this life has no balance!
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