Monday Poem by ali chukwuemeka

You shouldn't have existed
Or be counted
Among days of the week
The thought of you is inimical to the weak
And sometimes makes the strong sick

You rub me of my leisure
You put an end to the weekend's pleasure
Oh! monday! monday! monday
Won't you repent and emulate sunday?
I whole-heartedly pray you do someday
And cease from being the number one stressful day

Condemning you doesn't mean I am lazy
The thought of you can make a lazy man crazy
The only choice I have is to embrace you
If not, I would have conjured spirits to efface you
Or create incantations to eliminate you
You manifest each week alongside hustle
Though if utilized, increases ones financial muscle

If wings had come along with time
I would have flew so high above your tide
Here I am, caught up in your ride
How tardy you are, speed up your moves.