Celebrating East African Writing!
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
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.