Elias Mwangi Poet Narrative

Pride Comes Before a Fall

She walks with her head held up in the clouds,
forgetting that pride comes before a fall.
She is curious and a bad gossiper.
She eavesdrops on other people's conversations,
not bearing in mind that "curiosity killed the..." 

Naughty behavior she possesses almost makes majority puke.
Look no further than the steward's place she dwells,
She sips,sips and sips anything within her reach.
She conquers nothing but a foul smell in her mouth.

Look at her!Dragging and meandering her slender body home,
Ouch!The stomach crumbles and she falls down with a thud!
Helter skelterly,she is rushed to the medical center.
Sad faces dominate the place upon her death being pronounced,
Her mother almost dries her tear wells for the loss she has incurred
"oh my daughter,why have you left me?"

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Reason A. Poteet February 4, 2018 at 6:31 AM Well-done, Elias. You picture a character well-known in some communities and families. For me, the really sad lines are your last two in which you depict the mother's lack of responsibility in "raising" such a child. Not sure what you mean by "almost" but it creates a great image to ponder.