Poor Me! ! ! Poem by Kelvin Gathiru

Sitting here without internet bundles,
With no electricity am using candles,
Nights are too cold without cuddles,
I'm in a life which's filled by muddles,
Future plans have turned into riddles.

I can't even tell if am broke or sad,
Whether am of sound mind or mad,
But maybe am another village lad,
Who's being mistreated like a cad,
Always chewing me daily like cud.

Doing it while knowing it's wrong,
I chose to pretend and play along,
Hoping that this won't go for long,
Because this is not where I belong,
I've visions of emerging here strong.

© Kelmwa