Masharia kanyari

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A Monkey Has Died - Poem by Masharia kanyari

There is a monkey that I knew of,
And for the sake of rhyming,
Lets call him Paul,
The monkey died today,
I shot him down,
His eyes shall not see light anymore,

He is gone,
With his flambouyant ways,
His chivalrous nature,
And violet genitals,
Now I can harvest my tomatoes when I please,
At the pace that I would want,

Strange though-
I might miss him,
Or maybe my mind is playing tricks on me,
Given my mortal fear of boredom,
Back to my humdrum life,
Now that I have settled the score,

If I had it my way,
I would raise him from the dead,
Capture and release him at will,
Since I know for certain,
That I loved his charismatic spirit,
And the anarchy he stood for,

His hide dries in the shed,
Next to the bow and arrow that shot him,
A memento; keepsake if you may,
Of our undefined relationship,
My friend, My foe,
My monkey- Paul

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Comments about A Monkey Has Died by Masharia kanyari

  • V S (12/28/2012 8:12:00 PM)

    it is human nature to eliminate something or someone who disturb us. just interesting to read yours! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 17, 2014

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