How May I Help You? Poem by Kolawole Ajao
How May I Help You?
How may I help you?
The ten million-dollar question
Me and some souls dubbed reps
Take delight in asking by obligation
We make this our routine
Because to do so
Often gets us bacons in our soup
We took some proficiency exposure
Before moving afield
In the course of duty:
We talk to humans,
We talk to ghosts,
We talk to apparitions
And again in the course of duty:
We get praised to heavens,
We get worshipped to idols
What a funny world:
Where you see not those you dine with!
Enjoyed this one very much, I like the imagery very well, and I find that these words are very true. Many times I have heard these words, and wondered. Very well done thanks for sharing Michael
Well written. Its strange that our reps become elusive to the people. Thanks for sharing
Not bad man, not bad at all...actually, very good one. And it made me giggle.
Dear Kolawole~ I thought this was clever and interesting! Your descriptional abilty is unique and that attributes a good writer. Best Wishes to You~ Peace~James
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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i really love this poem its great!