Never Mind! Poem by Nweke Emmanuel

I shouted as he went down the way
Wohin gehst du, friar Monk?
And he turned without delay
Never mind! He said.

Called the old man from the inn
Come and have a tea, friar monk
But he replied with a grin
Danke! Never mind.

Gutten Morgen! Shouted the fair old lady
To the young friar monk
Yet he was not ready
So, never mind! He replied.

And he stumbled down the lane
Our young friar monk
Knowing he will be late again
Still he sighed, never mind!

In front of the chapel gate
The crowd sat waiting for friar monk
The verger shouted- again you are late!
And he shouted back- never mind!