When the best is not available
The house shelters me with a thatch:
A building with a terrible patch
But with a good door I could latch
Against foes who troubles hatch
And powers only Jesus can match:
The wizards not letting go their first Batch
Seeking to every Living Soul catch
And me specifically snatch…
You see, when the best is not available
I let the Available remain usable.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2021
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