It was started with vigour
With great determination to accomplish
Along the line is the unexpected
And the project is stalled
The abandoned project is idle
To the original owner only
And not to the creatures that be
The weeds claimed territory
The rodents took refuge
The reptiles freely rented spaces
And the urchins a hideout
The once viable endeavour
Is a haven for the misfits
The yam left unattended to
Is consumed by the goats.
(Friday,6/10/2023,3.31pm)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem