I WOULD LIKE TO BUTA Poem by JENYFor devon's contestI WOULD LIKE TO… BUT…… Dreaming of mansions in town Though my hovel is my heaven I would like to see The night turning into day In the glaring lights of the city Though I can never leave The moonlit night of my village I would like to see The bar girls dancing Though my feet’s rhythm is The folklore my dad taught I would like to be a friend Of some town boy.. Who will teach me what is new… But I will marry only A village boy.. Who can tend my cattle And talk with my parrot Those mansions stood.. Oh..!! too close, to allow… Any space for my cattle To graze, romp and breath… Above those glaring lights I see a dark sky… As if abode of dark murky secrets I feel insecure.. The busy crowd… Each draped in indifference Seemed so far from each other… Though appeared so close And thickly packed… I am afraid I will miss What my soul needed.. The freshness of a green life In my village… Look lol… There isn’t a single grain.. Of grass for my cattle!!! © 2010 JENYReviews
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