Random Blues

I am a poet: I know how

To send the Word on an errand

Yes, I am a poet: I know how

To send the Word on an errand

Ideas come tumbling forth

Like bailiffs with an urgent warrant

 

 

Do you grieve every day

For your lack of money

Asking, grieve every day

For your lack of money?

Ask those who have it in bountiful excess

The answer you get may be far from sunny

 

 

Value what you have

Decrease what you crave

Say, value what you have

Decrease what you crave

For desire without a limit

Is the sure way to an early grave

 

 

I long for a name which needs

No title to proclaim its worth

Say, I long for a name that needs

No title to proclaim its worth

Like the legendary Kiribojo* who

Plants friendly footprints across the earth

 

Money which stays too long

In the vault will spend itself

Hear? Money which stays too long

In the vault will spend itself

Foul fortune struts like a tipsy masquerade

Then vanishes one night like sparkless elf

 

 

*A powerful, all-domain spirit in Egungun cult