Kayod5 Kayode Poet Free verse

Same Man,Same Folk

SAME MAN, SAME FOLK


The day I adorned value:
Damask king of attire
Gold made me new mint
And my finery nonpareil ;
Even kings called me son.


Then dearth dressed me up
In a calico from cockroach’s jaw
And hooves that tilted starboard
It was want’s magic moment:
The visible turned invisible.


So I wondered what had changed
Same man , same folk
Then a thought sprang up in me :
No one avoids a man because
He rode on a horse yesterday.

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Anne-Lise Andresen January 30, 2014 at 6:23 AM - Like this one.... well done my friend Kayod5 ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Kayod5 Kayode January 30, 2014 at 9:19 AM Thank you Anne , you have always been there for me may the Lord reward you in folds. Kayod5.

Sara Kendrick January 29, 2014 at 5:05 PM Got a chuckle..But what if he rode on a horse today?..Thanks for the visit ..I do think that yellow might need to play around with more words and thoughts..Sara Kayod5 Kayode January 30, 2014 at 9:23 AM Oh Sara if he rode on it today people would avoid him for the fear of his horse.Thank you for your daily encouragement. Kayod5.