Midnight Crisis Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga
Midnight Crisis
To be bright
Or to be wright
Today, it's but a mere academic ritual
To live a life
Or to have a wife
Today, the sure benefit is strife
To have a bike
Or to take a hike
Today, you're assured of a rough ride
To spike
Or to strike
In both, one loses the light
Fluke
Or puke
In both, one can't play the flute
.@20 September 2022
Monday, September 19, 2022
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