Saturn ¥ Not A word Wopke black as a Dropke Dropped On The Streets when A Child No one wanted Him I said hey Want to? Do you want? To have a Name Estate Just, wait Not A word Wopke black as a Dropke Drop out in someone's mouth And spilled it out Saturn Burn
I was laying here Knowing it all What he does Did And done And still I was here Laying on bed Thinking how to Forget I was laying here Alone Could not see Could not sense the Time Sense of Time Taken By a man I never call Man anymore Not A Word Wopke, just like a Dropke Thrown Belongs to Amina The Pure How to? When you don't want to? Be? When suicide is on his mind I am there When his child cries I am there for him When he is away With other women I think about his child To calm him down For no one to see Voyager is no more As Carl is no more
At suicide I decide Mostly men Not The Men But just, men Who pretend I prevent At suicide I Decide Saturn Burn
Nadiya Amina A. M. Mohado 30-11-1995 29-01-2022