A PROUD OLD MAN
They say they are healthier
Though they canâ€™t walk to the
End of a mile.
At their age I walked forty at night
to wage battle at dawn.
They think they are healthier
If their socks get wet,
They catch cold,
When my sockless feet got wet,
I never sneezed,
But they still think that the are
healthier than me.
On a soft mattress over a spring
they still have to take a sleeping
But I, with reeds cutting into my
my head resting on a piece of wood,
I sleep like a baby and snore.
They blow their noses and the
Pocket the stuff.
â€œThat is hygienicâ€� so they will
I blow into the fire, they say
If a dear one dies, I weep without
And if someone jokes I laugh with
all my heart.
They stifle a tear as if crying is
And they stifle a laugh as if to laugh
is also wrong.
No wonder they need psychiatrists!
They think they have more power of will
Our women were scarcely covered in the days of yore,
But adultery was a thing
Today they go wild on seeing a slip
On a hanger!
When I have more than one legitimate
They tell me hell is my
But when they have one and countless
They pride themselves in cheating
nay, let them learn to be honest first
Before they persuade me to change my ways.
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