Incomplete By Gonsalves Mpili and Isaac Ngassa

In wine there’s truth,
She’s wine that makes my heart drunk,
That bottle imprisoned her,
Took an opener to unleash the wine,
Wine changed the air to colour red,
Then I was stuck and my heart found faint,
Even sipping was difficult,
How can I sway this fair wine? Should I drink and dine,
Or should I cry and smile,
I wish I could begin in the vine,
Still wine changed in the name of time,
This wine that conquered my heart,
This wine that resisted my lips,
This wine that poisoned my bloo