GOD KI

My disjointed soul is now open for sale. Ntokozo, means happiness.
I was chewed out the belly of the beast like mango bubblegum at dawn. In the blaze of ra I will not wither. Hence I draw field patterns on this mint lawn in the light of night. So I stay extraterrestrial and out of sight but for you, let you in I just might. If the mood's right.
 
Bandages embalm my alien form but for the sake of a meek resume I am a teenager, a student, a prettyboy, a rebel, a nerd and yours sincerely a lover. So you need not judge me by my dusty cover. If you catch me, unravel this aged cotton and peal. You will see that indeed aliens are real.