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daily life
I lose the sense
I miss the sensantion
rath I the only what ma soul own
anger monster feeling
ignite my soul
oooh I pity my narrow heart veins
whenever my un just hour arrive
everything planned over my unsober

mind ....
it dark noon
the western corridors always own.
the beauty and scenery
my ever industrious dad ever
told whenever I land
on western pole
conscious I should be
for westerners humblely live

Europe is sweet
honey to compare
the lavish sight reward
my hungry eyes.
beautiful is dominant they use
oooh it beautiful
oooh the study is beautiful
oooh she beautiful

I pity ma soul
slowly it turn proud
in our black pole
we always have Mistry over
the white pole
the white spend the wealthy hours
touring to museum
listening sweet tune and melodies
the whites spend there gold hours at tarven
the white are always in two
male accompaining female
while in there hot sesions.
if you afford to imagine
you Will for yourself .
in our dark poles
where we black originate
we live with so many Mistry over
white people who live
over white poles
it noon now
it my fourteen day since
I arrive at the golden college
westbusca ....
college wealthy for medics
I chosen the decision to despice
my only lutumbo university
congo
if we afford to name by name..
great Mistry about the college I own
westbusca ... college for multi racial
where colour never rule
where the philosophy is only medics
I love the place
I am not rich for western culture
but few borrowed phrase go
push my days ..
gona reduce my rigor to spoken
thoug most I speak nothing. to compare
I love. the nurses
the blue dresses and shiny classes
covering there flossy look
punish my eyes
I am worried over my soul
I sense the whisky somewhere
to the north corridor of costuba
Town in Brazil
........
tarvern lady
so thirsty I am
I need something to burruw over my stomach
I really need something to quiche my obvious few dollars I own
tavern lady
have this over your inaccessible hears
My dad is wealthy
minister back home
in our wealthy country congo
sport and entertainment
the ministry my lovely Dad in charge
he took me over the continent
just to land for study
and sport and entertainment
benchmarking ...
tinny I look
but that does not describe my
class over upstairs
I never inhirent my Dad bossy look
but that does not mean I am poor
we own the majorly rich docket ministry
in our mother country Zaire..
I can afford to
to order the remaing stock
to be offered for free
to this my docile colliges .
in class they rule everything
they access theatre room
without the desired theatre outfit
for reason known to every one
majorly because they white
they can leave the theatre blade
over dark body
whenever the unexpected call
ring over there phones
I dearly hate the tone they responds to me
whenever I confront them with
urgent duty calls..
tavern lady
I am mearly drunk
the ninth bottle can not weaken
my ever sober mind
I sensire to my own bottles
the last night insought
from .
my bossy head school for surgery and minor faculty
make me shiver
I wonder how can I be a learned fool
us he lamented
ma wonder darrling
I love for whenever I sip
you ...
my scary look turn joyful
you dearly delite the hell
hours I spent with my crocodile
coursemate...
tarven lady
please add more bottles to whoever in quest
I hate the angry look
this poor wealthy mates give me
they forget the rich lies upon
different angles
tarven lady
black never own ribmate
in this lavish city
I own the richest docket
whenever wealthy issues pertain
Don, t forget my dad
is golden minister .....
tarven lady.....
is late I fear the narrow corridor
this city have
my lavish car
next to tavern it rest
ready to ferry the drunken me
home ma sweet home
tavern lady I am not a fool
I managed to ferry away ma own
secretary with me..
hear at white pole
the role change
house girl is her duty
but due to nature descrimination she turn my wife..
do not forget I own ma
beautiful wife hour
at our dark pole
rich own more dozen ladies
all owning similar roles

to make the rich happy
happy in soul and body to..
in my rich black city
tavern lady
rich never chose woman to marry
whenever our to marry arrive
multiple dark shiny curvy learned ladies
contest for us.

Tavern lady it so dark outside
I fear the white city
the common spend their dark hours
here .. they party they dance
they drink
bitter fluids. they swallow awlful bitter sweet fluids
but at the end come out rejoicing
tarven lady
is has hour turn by
you turn so beautiful
I love the beauty you hold
you look so rich in both
beauty and what beauty posses
what hang over your chest
keeps me awake
so many are the hours
I spend In your tavern woman
million dollars I spend over short hours In your..
tavern woman .my visa card
has promised you something
I can purchase the whole building while
sitting here
Tavern lady ..
I am bossy despite my poor look
please find the one genuine
soul giver. to ferry ma drunken spririt over there paradise bed ..
Don, t mind the illigal dance we gonna
hold ..
ma visa card can promise something
you can never chose to despise penny for the same ..lady
do not bow head
woman I own what rule the happen
just do as I command lady
.....
ma mercides key .. I fear the unkind over there ...
please lem I hold them tight
Do not seduce the drunken me
please
I am so kind whenever I take
legal illegal bitter drinks..
I can promise you to many the bossy
whenever you humblely accept ma
lustful command....
oooh
it morning woman
may I have ma phone
this is my seventh call from my illegal wife over other corridor of the white city..
this never scares me .
she never married me i am
not a fool to sense
instead this Illegal wife married my money
she ma bossy secretary back black home..
tavern woman do you know this ma illegal wife once marred to noble city residence
but due to my multiple visa commands
she ended marrying me .....
I divorced my own legal wife
whenever my my dad appointed me to the fat docket
the beauty of this my legal
weathered ...she became to fatty
she lost her glory feminine pretty look
slowly I lost
the bond that once reconnected us..
I ended up divorcing her
but I regret for the misfortune ....
oooh woman ...
do not tell me that
you had naked me over the night
you white for
I never find the need for
rubber...
your white possession favoured
my decision
but I am so insecure
the wild city...
city to wild people ...
please favour if you could guess
narrowly how many men to name
have you ever......without the desired rubber for the role....
oooh do not whisper the dark devil
can have the rumours...
the white coursemate relocate the skinning rumour to medic room
pittiful I am
this i my sixteen time my
visa command land me to awlful
...
I am not a fool to study
the docket dad hold
can compensate my bossy lifestyle abroad ...and to my dark home....
wealthy bustards never own
tough papers
tough papers are to aid the poor Zaire residences to wealthy living..
but tycoon I am already.
my pipeline company is the one
owning the tender my dad was given
to import the already finished petrol from Jamaica.,
I am going to quit the acadimic duty
in this paradise city
in my white hell college
head of school never agree to ma command
even after lifting my ever heavy hand
to speak something with my visacards..
I am not mean to my self at the head of the lady...
I need to make my grandy proud
I will relocate one white soul
to zaire land
where white own everything
I will compensate my proud soul
by white flower
white flossy flower indeed
I lose the sense over my black
vibrant kids who resemble my dad
but I can never despise them
they make me remember dark is royalty
...



I will many away from ma college ground
the shitty narritive i hold
over my institution could ruin
the flabour my pocket own
I will chase
the this glossy white beauty
that tavern woman I had over

last few
I will tolerant the fact she mutiple
bed invite with different men....
why my deceitiful soul
claim for the beauty I have already dark
rumours ..
no I will that woman..I never trust this my insober mind whenever the for decision making
fuck fuck ...
she had more than thirty naked unkind
men to her dark bed .why ma genuine mind focuse for the same woman despite the ravering story..
those few dark night hours over that dark day...had some impact to me
I pity ma soul...
I pity for ma lavish dad....
she love everything white own
she a tavern white woman but whenever
I take her home ..
to my Zaire home...
the village gonna shake .
for winder done....
they will rejoice the black bull
won the love for white cow.....
I had the fact that my Zaire people ...
love everything white offer
they never afford to descriminate
bearly because the domianon over there proud soul is that white offer best..
white is gold ..while dark is bronze.
wherever the contest arise in ma dark Zaire home white always win...
while black last is the number they dominate..middle is the number interracial white black
then my black white golden kids
will win more contract and government tender in..upcoming golden days
when the bossy me I am no longer to be found .. .
multibillion my Brazilia account own ..
I gonna transfer to this woman...
she nolonger woman ...
I curse the sound my scarry soul sought to mother to my rich kid...
we gonna restructure the pub....
to international standing ...
I gonna transfer some of my active companies profit..to bank to this white banks due to tax evasion
The black country no longer a freeind to genuine unkind investors..
my will dominite the white ownership
The bastard Grandfather alike can not manage even a chicken resort I own over Zaire city...
whenever I die ....
my body can never lie over black land
I am not to proud for mabown soul
my funeral mass can never be conducted by black unsober mock .,.
who run the mass by counting the number of gathering..
I do not hate my own home..
black home but the ruling of many black liberals who ever gone abroad they end up doing the same..
I am son to a tough rich minister indeed
ruching my own Zaire every month .
could ruin my ever colourful CV
..A son to tycoon the young tycoon
keep his image away from common
lazy unlearned black villagers
who think that money bearly come
with alot of effort attributed....
whenever my private jet ...
I ordered to have a surprise black home visit to meet black
I gonna prepare my tavern woman..ready to fly
away from this paradise city
city of liberals..city to the just people
I am not a fool to call them just people.
in my black...home Zaire they believe white are rich in justice.That why whenever black tycoon ever comfrant himself with serous case he believe the white lawyer suit best for the job.
I curse the roll of own tungue never cease my white wife .tavern woman ..
in recent days I lack why my lazy flesh shiver so much with little cold confrontation.i geuss I have
H.I.V and AIDS docter made rumours


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