Alas! Treble now sounds
Like bass! Gold shines
Like brass! Who dulled
The taste of water?
Who turned sons into
Wailing daughters? Alas!
The wrappa moans
Look at me I am now
A pair of trousers, split in two!
Hush! Zip up your swollen lips
Cries the warrior’s breastplate!
Look at ME! I am now a Bra.
There is an owl howling
Melancholy in the night
A road has split in two
Causing confusion
Because the ground has
Disappeared.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Hilarious witha contrast. Well done once again
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