The Kolanut
THE KOLANUT
Lobes of mystery,
As charismatic as the chapel of sistine,
A traditional prayer tool by which the ancestors in their spiritform listen to and
hear our every prayers,
The kolanut when broken into lobes serves as a compass for the hunter even in
the deepest part of the rain forest,
Alas! the city dweller chews it to stay awake,
Friends apply it as a seal of friendship,
The kolanut, the kolanut, the kolanut the silent killer of dogs,
Still the urban dweller cherishes it because it keeps him going without feeling
the pangs of hunger,
Nature's gift to humankind.
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