Knock Knock Knock
Knock, knock, knock!
A lover at the door
The other adjust his clothes
The handle turns their hearts
Knock, knock, knock!
An officer at the door
An eye on the peephole
The handle breaks apart
Knock, knock, knock!
A lawyer at the door
A lover in a gaol
The other with a get out of jail free card
Knock, knock, knock!
A mother at the door
The mother eyed the Judas whore
All her necklace and bracelets she took back
Copyright © Michelo Mweetwa | Year Posted 2020
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