You come sit next to I
not because you’re bored but,
because you’ve been sent.
And you’re so proud that
you think I won’t notice
what’s it that you’re thinking
with your eyes gazed
and your mouth gape.
I’m not worried about your
investigating skills because
I’ve not only a thing to fear
but, I’m also not indebted to
any man or woman in this world.
But they’re so into me like
I owe them something.
I do owe something.
It’s a hidden fact which I know
too well because they themselves
have proudly said;
get out of here,
we don’t owe you anything.
I wasn’t the first to say a word
good or bad.
Now they claim to have been
shot at and I’m partly to blame,
they had been mugged early mornings
and I’ve to pay for all their misfortunes
with money or my life.
With money because month ends make
them say stupid things that they later on
regret as month drags on.
With my life because their lifestyles kill
And if you add lifestyle and money you
get one thing;
Yes! death because any uncontrollable soul
is surely to die trying to rob a store or,
for turning his back on his friends.
I’ve neither friends no stores I’d like to rob.
I know that my written words may or may
not save the day so,
I make sure that I buy all things which I’ll
need in four weeks time.
You know why?
A week has seven days,
a month has four weeks,
a year has fifty two pages.
If I haven’t said all that I’ve to
say to you today on this page;
I’m sorry and I won’t be able
to help you.
Seek counselling at a clinic somewhere.