When he was suppose to rejoice for his childhood
He rejoice for his death
And celebrated in his grave,
It was Just before HAART works very hard
Innocent Nkosi Johnson died
Kind is mankind,
Mankind is kind

I have seen a death of a virgin
I questioned the sense of this death
I undermined the intelligence of this disease
carnivore of our life
Kept quit and kept running

Cemetery exploited his paramount innocence
When it open its big mouth
He was properly buried
In his little, small and tiny grave
To rest with others

I mourned for his death
As one of us, amongst us
And now amongst angels
Singing with hope

They wrote in a small grave,
RIP 'Nkosi Johnson'
Its well, in heaven
rest in peace young man
In your little grave
there will be no more sorrows
and death awaits for you!

Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

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