Friday, September 9, 2011

Wise One

You mustn't call your leaders stupid
After all they went to all these fancy schools
Got all the attaches to their names
In order not to be stupid

What about you,
O wise one
Who has all the knowledge there is
Yet choose to butt-sit on
Furthered cushions softer than a babe's bottom
Oh, did I forget to say,
We have done all the criticizing there is
No one is listening
We are talking way too much

O wise one
I wish you were at the helm of affairs
I am sure our kids will have no need for school
Just like the olden times
Our life will be a forever case study for them to emulate
And since the devil finds work for the idle hands,
We will bestow hectares of land upon their wily bodies
To amass food that will feed the whole populace
Best of all we will grant free everything to all
With come-hither

When they call you stupid fool
Call me
I will hold your hand


Nana Yaw Asiedu said...

Love the end!

kitkat said...

Love the end! ur poems are nice :)

Aba T said...

@Nana Yaw & @kitkat : Thank you

seye said...

For some reason this poem reminds me of Kwesi Brews! I really love this one!!!!!

Aba T said...

Thank you seye. Kwesi Brews?, gosh (blushing)