Foolish Thoughts Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

His ways are sculped in foolishness,
Drenched in folly and weariness.

I
His abode is of a single:
A wife,7 childrens and angles
Of Sofas, Table, Television,
Castrated fridge and cofusion.
Being not enough with the ill
Of life. He tossed his wits
Into stupidity and merge with other women,
Greeting them in the roman greeting.

II
And whenever he is back,
At his wife like an hound he bark:
He intend to greet her too,
But nature's greeting had her too.
By that she was tired,
But in pleasure he's hired.

III
See the foolish man,
Drenched in his filthy plan:
If he want to sleep in the night,
When the dusk shines so bright.
Then he put the table on the sofa,
The television on the fridge so high.
Sleeping style:
90 degree, two sleep backwards,
Other two,60 degrees inwards.
Legs raised over each other,
Forced carved to bear the ladder.
Other 3 hanged their head on the sofa,
While the parent struggle on the thin
drawer.

IV
And he wouldn't think:
Black men would never think!
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