Can’t you for a moment be frank
About his being of higher rank;
That not once, not twice, your heart sank
And you’d wanted to yourself spank?
Nsofor whose sweat and robes stank;
The smell of air in his room dank!
I know your prayer is A Bank
Working in one should swell your tank:
On rougher days a sneaking prank
That makes one seem less of a crank…
Not in Nigeria of today:
Just above Two Thousand a day
You-please!-don’t change it to dollars:
Cost of the pants of footballers…
Now, one pays for iced juice one drank
Or it gets debited from shank:
A painful farewell to free malt,
As sellers shall one later halt!
The Stylishness
Coming back he felt like a man sitting
on a train going home from seeing the blue angel.
Besides a person who was on secondment
from the army so often he was a now a colonel and
knew the railway system in Germany.
He had been on a bender for days and, the room
where he woke up was dingy and needed, and all
he needed was a cold bottle
of beer not for him but his shakes.
His thoughts of beer were interrupted by a knock
on the door, it was the army officer on secondment
saying goodbye he was off on another train
had been promoted as well to a higher rank,
I congratulated him saw him disappearing down the hall.
Discipline! That`s what is needed, with that he got
up had a shower, walked out with nonchalance. Which
wasn`t tricky at a downtrodden hotel.
Little Warmth
I visualized my immersion into the depth of your eyes. Fortunately, my passion was reciprocated. We longed for each other. We came close, then closer and ultimately closest. Lovers knotted tie to form couple. Our desired delighted days danced on unison.
Initiation, evolution and extinction are natural processes. Love is not an exception. Love oozes, spreads and can die out completing its life cycle. Love starts but may expect an expiry date. Emotion can flow like stream unending.
Couple stepped to higher rank. Proud parents began new life. Passion restricted by responsibility turned into compassion. With ageing emotion gets promotion to calmness. Possessiveness surrendered. Compromise and adjustment enter into stage. Peace gets importance than love.
I just need a little warmth from a compassionate companion on cold steps in dark.
05/06/16
Listen to The Warm Prose Contest Second place
Sponsor Laura Loo
In my perfect world,
Everybody would have a perfect world,
A perfect space of their own,
All having a special part of earth,
All having the perfect house,
Living without money! No need,
Within a perfect garden,
Growing every type of fruit
Every kind of vegetable known to man,
Grains seeds nuts for health and healing,
Having the warmth of the sun every day,
Rain only when needed, to water the food,
No floods earthquakes or disasters,
No water, gas, or electric bills,
All having the knowledge to grow,
To live to survive independently.
Keeping our own space alive and well,
No sickness no pain, without laws or wars
Family staying together within their own communities,
Building and keeping each other safe,
No orphans, no poverty,
Only the richness of a never ending supply of food.
Sharing and swapping with others if needed,
No selling for profit, or gain,
No greed, or higher rank,
No politics, or need to police,
Crime does not exist,
In this perfect world of mine,
14/02/2016
(For contest Catie Lindsey)