Am I Bothered? Poem by Kobby King

Carried on the carefree bed to the seventh heaven
With my arms and legs ajar
Do I seem bothered by you?

Easing and breezing through the dream-land
With multi-beats blasting from my nose and
Waters that could sail a million boats
Dripping from my mouth
Do I look like I carry a thought of you to my bed?

As you burn the midnight candle
Trying to deduce the perfect killer blow to destroy me
My soul has already left on a trip to the heavens
With the only sign of life, in my yet still body, being the impulsive cheeky grin a million bad luck wishes can't wipe off
As I lay down on my comfy bed
If you care to get closer
Do I really look like I care about your war plans?

If you plan to snooze and sneak up on me at night
You'll find me sleeping and snoring on my bed that same night
As you fret and fumes with hatred
I freely flirt and fraternize with no memory of you

You wish your plans would plague me with terror
That your devious devices and snares would diminish and enslave me
But as chilling as they may be
Honey you must chill for I don't chill at night
'cos i got my darling to warm me up and
As my performance would prove
Honey am not bothered by you!