Humor
i met humor at the marketplace
selling her self made brand
from sacs filled with fun she dashed out
as we cluster around her shed
her goods even at the costliest price i will never care to bargain
because in my heart filled with gladness
i had bought in great percentage of discount
i met humor at the balcony
her first impression brought a smile
with basket filled with capsules of console she visits me
i laughed till my ribs want to sprain
the fountain of my tears dried up
my pain sublimed till it was no more
i met humor at the stadium
where noise flows with keys
and fanaticism pledges allegiance in style
22 adult chase one leather ball around
nevertheless their exhibition was all fascinating
i lost my voice cus i was lost in the crowd
Copyright © Victor Nwakanma | Year Posted 2015
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