A Dummy Poem by Akhtar Jawad

In a dress too heavy on the silky skin, a forced smile,
Here comes the princess to be crowned as a queen,
Thinking the era when monarchs were the monarchs
Alas! The monarchy just a tradition without its sheen!

The dummy dreaming her in a short bikini on a beach
With one and only one but with a crown of love,
Quickly changing scenes now she sees her as a bird
Open wings, flying and mating in skies like a dove!

And now a dolphin accepting popcorn from the children
Eagerly calling her spouse, plenty of food and fun is here,
Come to me and help me to locate it in the deep waters
An innocent child has thrown his delicious bun somewhere.

As a doe playing with her buck the game of hide and seek
And when she enters a bush to find out her dear spouse,
She finds a wolf is there, for help an amplified whoop,
Here comes the swamp, the wolf runs away like a mouse.

A common housewife baking bread, for her man in the fields
With a cute child, in all respects better than Prince of Wales
In heat strokes carrying food, with a towel to wipe the sweat
And when kissed by him, her joy, her passion and her gales!

Even a short bikini is now becoming a burden on the soft body
Here is a gal beneath a colourful umbrella, hot is the weather,
A boy lowers down umbrella, what happened there, I don't know,
I believe the princess has been melted in a romantic summer.

A stern old voice, Your Highness! Come back to the ceremony,
A twinkling of the wet eyes true tears gone fake smile is back,
Here starts the life of a dummy and it will never end,
But in the lonely moments she will remain always off track!