Tonye WilliePepple

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When Things Began - Poem by Tonye WilliePepple

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When things began
We were together
In our mud house.

From that mud house
We ferried afar off
for golden fleeces
To build a thatch house.

Those were the days
We craved to see
Ourselves return
To eat the fish
And peppered oyster
From the ancient river
Behind our mud house.

We would laugh
And tease ourselves
At mistakes made
On foreign lands
And fearful times
That made us cry
From hurtful words
Of foreign friends.

Then we would sleep
Beside ourselves
On humble mats
And chilling floors
Hearing the slaps
We gave mosquitoes
That filled our mud-house.

Those were the days
Today replaced
With duplex mansions
Very fierce alsatians
And armed policemen
Who do not know
That we are brothers.

Sometimes I sit
Beside the river
Behind our mansions
Drinking a beer,
Roasting a fish
And peppered oyster.

But it's so boring
To have as company,
The alsatians barking,
Instead of you and I
Roaring in laughter
In our little mud house.

Some times I think
of you my brother
In our mud house
Of yesteryears,
And wonder why
We really allowed
Today's mansions
To spoil the fun
We used to have
When things began

Topic(s) of this poem: relationships

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

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