NEAR THE HOUSE WHERE SAFIE LIVES
Yes folks a dry land indeed near the house where Safi build
Half a mile down is the sea a pleasanter sport you never saw
Near the house where Safi lives
All day long the fishermen goes back and forth, fulfilling the days catch
But stays long enough to chat near the house where Safi lives
II
At the front of the house stand four tall mango trees
With giant limbs stretching towards the sky near the house where Safi lives
There are no children living there or near the house where Safi
But the Goats, Sheep, Cows, and Horses all lives near the house where Safi lives
A funny looking man Safi in his prime with face so round as a shiny dime his silky hair as silk as aged old wine
Short but stubby reminds me of a wobbly gobbling
His round belie always full of jelly sits on a chair near the house where Safi lives
Wiggles as he walks loud as he talks he lives in the house yes the house where Safi lives
III
Remember I told you it was and is a dry land near the house where Safi lives
But half a mile south and behold a river runs towards the north near the house where Safi lives
Listen now shish children voices coming from is it in near the house that Safi lives,
Come with me let’s find out the secret of the house the house that Safi lives
Indeed little boys and little girls once was not but now is all playing near the house where Safi lives
The voices are quiet now the trees are dead the sea still remains half a mile down and the river still flows
The house is gone the old man is dead there is nothing more left near the house where Safi lives
To Mr. Safi an honorable man
by Kenvil Atkins
