My Dream Poem by Lehlohonolo Selai

Dead to the world I recall I was
When in dreamland I emerged,
Seemingly humble and gentle
And also affable.

As a totally different figure I walked
And in a mysterious way I talked.
Ladies' prolonged curiosity to play the gallant with men
Was now on the increase,
For I excited it all.

A neighbor's old feathery cock now crowed from within
Disturbing my precious life
Which was but a nine day wonder,
My dream.