Treasure Island

Babatunde Aremu


Indolence


Early morning cock croaks
sickens the mind
The sound of morning bell
Wearies the body
The footsteps of early risers
Irritates the ears
Causing him phantom ailments
As columns of men file out
He fears the lions outside
He's woken up staggering
Accompanied with wobbling legs
Swollen eyes, aching head
And weak hands
Just a moment thereafter
His potent flippant mouth
Shoots the elephants down
And broadcast his shadow accomplishments
As a eunuch whose wives are afar
The indolent fields are afar
His fields are greenish at harvest
At mealtime, he hangs around
With a cup at hand
Seeking for crumbs from others' tables
Soon he becomes a reproach
And a perpetual liability

Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
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