Be Content Poem by Gbeti gaius Kafui

The sleepless night i ve is not my what i desire.
My bed does not give me the comfort i desire.

But yet my bed is just a perfect place to be always.
My pillow though hard.
But contains all the good dreams people dream

Who knows where happiness hides in this universe? .
It all lies on my bed.
Your continue search wouldn't help the society.

I made it happen even on my bed.
Your back yard garden can even do exceedingly and abundantly