Decades Of Solitude Poem by Hannington Mumo

Once when I was about twenty years,
I practiced some solitude that was sweet,
But as my years advanced towards score and five,
I lost every gritty iota of it!

Now at score and six,
I choose this laxity to fix;
I'm going to live in tranquil solitude
As to kind stars I say my gratitude.

I now rebegin my sweet decades of solitude
To last until my little span is done;
May all forgive me for lengthening quietude
And well understand why I'll be taciturn.

I apologize to brother Julius and Richard,
And also to sisters for whom things shall be hard.
For I shall not be such a talking mortal,
But one quiet and full of every quiescent moral.

And I too apologize to all my friends:
Willy, the only man I'd have truly loved,
And Amos of those tottering poetic trends,
And Samuel Wachanga of the wandering Muse.

And to acquaintances such as Nzomo aggrey,
Who oftentimes makes saints waspish angry;
Mutati and Mbitewa of phony scientific dreams,
As well as all that may know my slender frame:
From today I'll sing Nature's noiseless hymns!

But the most important fact is this:
I shall yet commune with the lofty ideas
That that pious marvel for seven decades entertained,
And shall still defy all threats and fears,
Until every modicum of pleasant sense is attained.