Empty Drum
A man, but falls low to act a big boy
on an empty stomach, yet snaps a meal that a few can enjoy.
Amongst the things he hates the most is the mirror
steaming his sense of reality to eat it all raw.
Truths and falsehood become ingredients for a brew
and his true achievements, known by ones lower than a few.
To get serious and study, he dresses like a nerd
his exhibition of high class to colleagues gets so weird.
Some few weeks before officially becoming a husband
the universe is aware from the advert of his lips-band.
The married man of the year, showcases, using his wife
she stares, knowing no one knows about her lonely life.
Flambouyant and sparkling, a living so full of spice
but his worth when placed on water, is lighter than ice.
No electricity, but resonating and scary is the fat naked wire
posing the threat of genocide but ends up a cold fire.
It’s best if one is a times an onlooker
playing the script not written can cause a black cooker.
The comedy continues, station after station
one or two bumps and he’s exposed to the entire nation.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2019
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