Umbrella
In the rain some people are salt.
Then, dissolving like one they should halt:
That God had okayed Rainfall no fault;
My challenge to delay Destined Vault…
The coldest rains could invite that vault,
One’s exposed head to it obvious fault
Does it matter that one is no salt
What you should stop a go-ahead to halt…
Then, for the living umbrella
No skipping Confined Cinderella,
Nor restricting it to Gabriela
Nor “You can’t have one, Ursula!”
A device for springing it open
Any time you want this to happen
And what you’d see: Dome-Shaped Tarpaulin:
A shade for all folks, not just Pauline…
Umbrella all thunderstorms could ravage
And one could hear Umbrella “Savage!”
At one’s service as a walking stick
With it bad legs can distances lick…
The usually easily misplaced
But not as easily the replaced;
After a pounding rain has held off
And from minds a need for it switched off…
A’s family is A’s Umbrella:
Protect one from germs: Salmonella.
The holes in its tarpaulin stitch up:
Droplets from them could start a hiccup…
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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