Man At Gunpoint
Man is often nervous at gunpoint,
Speedily answering an unasked question,
Bank account details releasing as a rescuing option;
Mr. Pile would scatter what he’d long piled up,
Ready for a new relationship with a plastic cup.
Man reveals peculiar intelligence at gun point,
Wonderfully streamlining every bogus speech,
A Breathing Ingenuity, magically of a peach:
The Fittest for an ambassadorial job,
From him taken, one did him rob.
Some men strike up humour at gunpoint,
Facing fingers patient on the trigger
And ears for stories with their surprises getting bigger;
A lurking hope the enemy would turn a friend
And a downright embarrassment come to an end.
Some men take risks at gunpoint,
Sticking to their ungovernable temper;
A crazy belief it makes matters simpler,
At worst, their hostage taker raves but soon is back
While they freely walk away, on their body no crack.
Some men get romantic at gunpoint,
When the pointer is the opposite sex
And her inviting looks summon his Present or Ex;
More thoughts of sweet sex than bitter death,
More memories of Love Gardens than a heath.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2021
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