Transition Gift Poem by Tony Adah

Transition Gift



I want to travel home
But the Ford ranger is hungry
It can not start
It can not move
It can not run.

I took my jerricans
Like a hurricane
And run under the sun
To each gasoline point
The attendants are idle
Without a word of whether
There's gasoline or not.

I met a newspaper vendor
On my way to another station
And as a member of free readers' association
I grapped one
And the headline is
The federal government
To pay gasoline importers today.

Then I nodded
Like a lizard-
The reason why there's no gasoline
Is now known!
As scarcity is a welcome souvenir
In this transition.

Thursday, April 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Herbert Poetry 30 April 2015

a wonderful poem. A learning transition

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Captain Herbert Poetry 30 April 2015

an intelligent poem and author

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