Negligence Poem by Jacob macharia

The tune was appropriate,
Chosen by a persona considerately,
And we danced together utmostly,
Without giving chances to recreate.

Though shortcomings and mishaps accrued,
The glueing spirit kept us on the move,
Barely inciting any incriminated crave,
But the unopposed dominion intervened.

You gladly shown me your back,
And like a sheep to the abattoir i bowed,
Neverthelessly, the prick in my veins intertwined,
And i conclusively set to embark.

Unintentionally, i shown my heels,
The wrath and hatred was clear,
The credible and accreditted moments put to rear,
While you unknowingly discarded the peels.

A log in your eyes was too small to ingest,
But when the reverse took course,
All hell and heavens broke loose,
Weeding away the healthy and inspiring protests.