I HAVE HAD ENOUGH

By Julius Malah Matete Munthali I have tried I have humbled thyself I have been mean I have given it all I have sacrificed All to make you happy All to make you feel loved In return, all I get are the daily slaps in my face And sorrows from your womanising And cardiac arrests from the sexually transmitted infectious diseases you have been infecting me with along the years James, this torture I have had enough, I have swallowed more than enough I can't take it anymore, am warning you You better stop these ills, you better start treating me as your wife Hah, bet me, I will slice off those "tennis balls"