Hannington Mumo Poems

I read a number of your poems,
One called Song and another Remember;
Never had my nerves been pleasured so;
Nothing had ever so soothingly calmed my temper.
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I stretch from distant shores to far-off climes,
My bounty you cannot measure in a stretch;
So welcome and walk on my belly as you survey
The gems and mementos you may want to fetch.
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Why did you show me just a mere glimpse
Of wisdom and love and then so early took your leave?
It’s sad that your most treasured blood should forever miss you,
So melancholy that it should forever grieve.
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Existence is jam-packed with such deadly traps,
You would wonder why its Author made it so;
You never are sure and ever live on borrowed time
For its turns may any time deal you a terminal blow.
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When your appetite falls
And your eyes require the aid of glass,
Feed on this verse instead of pizza
As your sunset hours lazily pass.
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Neither the ornate marbles nor the embellished monuments
Of loot-glutted commanders-in-chief shall outlive this rhyme;
Not the rose-smelling sonnets of William Shakespeare
Nor the natty lines of Edgar Poe and Wordsworth so sublime,
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I never knew it would be possible
Because I had lost all the surest hope,
Charming Mary had trashed my budding optimism
And my ambitions dwindled in a steady slope.
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Season after season brings not much change,
As I find myself entrapped within the same odds,
And find life rather dry, and those around still strange;
Still I’m lonely at heart, and inconsolable in the soul.
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It's wonderful evening, and at last
The crowning of the beauty of being...
It is not in human flair to command,
As mortals don't owe living anything!
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