The Prolific Poet Poem by Moses Muliro

He spoke alot,
But in the feweswords
And never missed out the full meaning


He wrote alot
But with a single pen
And he never ran out of words


He thought alot
But with a single head
And he never ran out of his mind


He taught alot
But in one sole way
And that was poetry


When he laid down his pen
He had forgotten to breath
And he was no more yet he lived
Yes in his every poem he was immortal
And he spoke even louder!