Saturday, 16 July 2016


No suit and tie, but baby, I know my worth,
Don't shoot I'll die, maybe reverse my birth, 
Racing piece and who's sprinting in the race?
Rest In Peace, and where's the resting place?

"No Suit And Tie"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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