Bread As Bricks
Mindful of short life
worried about joyful world
missed only on pain of death
he built a palace of palaces
with bread as bricks
his kitchen stood firm
on bull-horns and goat-ribs
milk he used for bath
beer, soup as drinking water
butter and cheese as body oil
gate-keepers all domestic games
musicians models and beauties
of each nation assembled
and every day was his birth-day
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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