I saw my poem
On the notice board
At the school
It wasn’t bearing my name

I tapped my mesho
And pointed at the poem
I told him it is mine
It is there on FunDza mobi site

I sighed deeply and
Then smiled
I resolved within myself
For once I did not consider it plagiarism

I told myself
He might have loved the lines so much
That he even forgot to accredit them
And wanted to own the applause, just for himself.