I love to sweat when I work, for therein lies my deep thought’s.
I love to get wet while I watch, how you move you body in this club.
My leg will lie lazily on your hard brown wall, we will watch the rain fall while we sip tea.
A pastor shouts about Jesus’ coming, I want to be with you in this journey; of love, sad and anger: Of deep, cruel and hunger.
Sweat mix with my shirt, am wearing no shoes: Its cold outside! I will sleep again without this roof.