How May I Help You?

Rating: 4.1

How may I help you?
The ten million-dollar question
Me and some souls dubbed reps
Take delight in asking by obligation
We make this our routine
Because to do so
Often gets us bacons in our soup
We took some proficiency exposure
Before moving afield
In the course of duty:
We talk to humans,
We talk to ghosts,
We talk to apparitions
And again in the course of duty:
We get praised to heavens,
We get worshipped to idols

What a funny world:
Where you see not those you dine with!

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Seraphim Foxette 11 April 2010

i really love this poem its great!

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Dwi Utami 18 July 2010

execelent god choice this poem, god: thumb: +10 for you

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Zaynab Elzain 09 July 2010

i like this poem it's kinda funny... gd poem

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Michael Brock 18 April 2010

Enjoyed this one very much, I like the imagery very well, and I find that these words are very true. Many times I have heard these words, and wondered. Very well done thanks for sharing Michael

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Babatunde Aremu 25 July 2014

Well written. Its strange that our reps become elusive to the people. Thanks for sharing

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Joseph Poewhit 25 July 2013

We all get lost in our perceived worlds.

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Issam Hal 27 July 2012

Great poem it's described in a beautiful way

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Nurain Ali-balogun 11 July 2012

Not bad man, not bad at all...actually, very good one. And it made me giggle.

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James Lagoski 26 July 2010

Dear Kolawole~ I thought this was clever and interesting! Your descriptional abilty is unique and that attributes a good writer. Best Wishes to You~ Peace~James

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