When the earth become much warmer

And my naked feet couldn’t bear

I just merged leaves from a banana stalks

But weared out sooner

So instead I opted leather

Beneath my feet

Learning it was slippery

 

When I come a cross a rubber

I made sandals

But it would be uncivilized of me

To go with them in the city.

I came up with a shoe as a result

Again how would I cover on foot

Such a distance

So I came up with a bicycle

 

And when I couldn’t balance on it

I came up with a locomotive gadget

Four wheeled

 

©Mwana Kadhalika

 

 

This poem is part of the January 31st 2011 Free Theme & Style Poetry Competition. You have until February 26th 2011 to read and vote for it. Please comment and indicate your opinion of the poem on a scale of 1 to 5.

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