Poetry By A Tanzanian: 'Here Comes Trouble' - by Gonsalves Mpili

Gonsalves Mpili

A Tanzanian poet named Gonsalves Mpili wrote a hard-knock poetry he titled 'Here Comes Trouble'. Find it below;

Named Trouble,
Never had a surname,
Who should I blame,
I saw, I never conquered but I came,
I was trouble due to them,
I was trouble, hence the fame,
Airing the letters I jumped from B to M,

That coffee shop on the left was damn,
As I was trouble I broke in the coffee shop,
Hopefully to feed my mind hope,
The world was cruel I had to cope,
With all ambitions mixed with dope,
Took my chances to clean up my floor of trouble with a mop,
Since I was trouble got myself a rope,
Made my own grave,
Tied Mr rope on my little neck,
While my grave smiles with a hug,
I told myself I was trouble,
My forever sleep awaits me as trouble,
This sleep accepted me as trouble,
And I’m thankful.