A Snake Is A Snake Poem by Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos

Alas, a snake in the grass
Slithering and delicate
That doesn't roar
Like a lion
To push a prey
Out of balance,
But that likes slowly
Forward to advance
To mortally sting
When it stands the chance!

I helped a novice
Skill was whose lack
To get on track
Dissuading the management
Him due to sack,
When he got the chance
He attempted
A stab on the back!

Intoxicated with
The little knowledge he got
In a frantic bid
To ridicule and outsmart me
He sought
"Was I wrong? "
I thought
"Why a snake to my office
I brought? "
Under my feet shall I crush it
Or not? "
To decide
With myself I fought.

For decorum sake
I must not
Make a mistake,
The scull of a snake
In self defense
Man is coerced to break
Because a snake is a snake
Even if ablution
To its neck
It has to take.

But clamors
In my head
"No it is wrong
No body kicks
A dead dog!
Also forget not
Forgives s/he
Who is strong!
In my head
The clashes of the two voices
Has made a fog!