enebeli ifyprada (Nigeria)

You are dressed on a black coat
and walked in magesticaly
like a demigod of old.

You shut the door with a
command and yet not satisfy
with population at hand.

You walk around discerning
appearance. ''When i was like
you'' begins your jagons.

You praise yourself.
Yet none as written anything
about you on the shelf.

Until you are through,
when you talk i barely walk
when you walk i can't talk.

And when you go,
you fulfil no goal
and i have nothing to hold.