Johnny Was Good-Part One
Johnny be good they said
But did he have to be what
he already was?
Johnny had the skill to play
So well his box bass guitar.
Always under the grand tree
by his dusty village gate where
his audience loved him more
Than own parents back at home.
So good Johnny soon was
that he had the world at his feet
Albeit in a faint dream of the world
he wanted and fully his heart consumed.
So good was the naive johnny
That be good as the said
still a darling he was
of his adoring peers.
Johnny didn't change his attitude
towards the vintage box guitar
though his preacher dad with unseen
Missionary who called him demonic
came home carrying a black Bible
and shook his head to drive
Away the demon.
Away from home all day, soon
After village girls he ran, they said
and to death they condemned him.
But more handsome he was
soon the darling of estate boys.
The one they all worshipped.
*This is a two part poem written for the contest MY FAVOURITE SONG. The poem was inspired by the song JOHNNY BE GOOD by Peter Tosh.
Copyright © Messoh Vincent | Year Posted 2017
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