It's Just A Change In Calendars Poem by Alade Abayomi Idris

Your old wears are still good
Wash, dry, and put them on
Sit on your couch and safe your fleeting breath
It's just a change in calendars.

New foods ain't coming with the year
They are all those you have had
Cook the ones in your store and safe your fleeting breath
It's just a change in calendars.

Why travel valley of death
To be in company of some cronies
Call them on phone to safe your fleeting breath
It's just a change in calendars.

New year and new month
Are mere changes in calendars
Seasons are tricks of nature
Why kill yourself?