Acid Test Poem by Sunday Igwebuike

Late night the ant approached, His bosom friend tortoise, Hey I have killed a man, By misfiring, Lead me to the king. Tortoise jumped his own fence. Spider a casaul friend over head the talk, And agreed to go. They matched the thick dark forest, No trace of evidence, A test of comrade, Ant muttered to himself! As the ant was embarking on his frequent travels, There was tortoise chained to a tree, By his in- law, For being a bad debtor, The ant returned, After some exchanges, Tortoise drenched in the weather, The daughter was holding ant's legs, That ant should do something. Tortoise could not lift his head. Later the ant called, And the matter was settled! The test of friendship, Is to lend a hand!