Pillow-Less Bed... Poem by Merlin Mwaura

Is it a pillow an' no bed...
or is it a bed with no pillow.

Life gives the cushions,
but leaves out the bed,
probably best, cause then you sleep anywhere...
an' lose not your head.

Indeed there are they that have their beds,
an' speak of no comfort for their necks.
they strain for the elusive,
that which they do not have.
but in the end,
find they the comfort of their beds.

Not all of us are equal,
or blessed in one likeness,
but surely we all have something to speak of,
someone too to think of,
those that strain our necks,
an' they that lay us adhered.

A frunk man, an' his beau tell tales of their nights,
the latter of her pillow - less bed
an' the former of his pillow-less bed.