In Respect Of Simple Things Poem by alexander opicho

Very simple things,
Like wine and women
Or beggars around,
Make life to change,

Wine competes with
All things great
For human life,

Just as love and hatred
Gossips and musing
They all make life
A business,

You May not know
How simple are simple things
How lack of handkerchief
Can make hell out of our days
How knotting a neck tie
Can mess a whole ceremony,

You look at scorpions and you scorn,
With no business for their life,
You also pay no damn for worms,
Black ants and white ants,
But particle tinier than them
Make life subject Ebola,

I even saw a butterfly
Moving from plant to plant
I don't knew that its use
Only to know later that,
It was on moral duty
Of feeding the world,

Imagine absence of a butterfly
Will make the world unable,
To support human life,

Look as simple as smile of a wench
Can make a whole world to raze up in fire
Under the emotional weight of man's envy
Simple things really are sparks of the times.
How simple are simple things?
How simple is the whiff of wine
And scent of perfume
And bulge of a bosom
And zigzag moves of a bee
They all turn un-simple
In their absence,
Hence a Swahili proverb
That maana ya matako
Hujilikana wakati wa kitonda
Or value of your buttocks
Is known when they have a boil.