Tortuous Furrow Poem by Kassem Oude

A tiller owns two oxen to plow
One little the other enormous
Latter the yoke tough to allow
He flees kicks butts and moos

He leans right-left on his mate
So that furrows go not straight
The plower does curse his fate
Stumble trudge gasp and sweat

When parents descend in vice
Give rotten model to children
If first kid in house rolls the dice
Likely others would lose brain

Most leaders adopt fraudulence
The staffs are prone to corruption
Evil thinkers pull nations to trance
Persuading them of bitter options

As you perceive tortuous furrow
Is perpetrated by gigantic bull
Be good example others follow
Every behavior you should mull.

Sunday December 21,2014