With matter-of-fact arms spread
Giving you a piece of my mind
Not caring how you feel, i tell you
To give me exactly what i want
How you do it or when
Is entirely yours to think or act, or do
For done my part i did
Even my wife
Hasnt got half the attention
Unction and diction
You get
And yet
with that gaping mouth
You keep both ends of your swallow open
No pity, no feeling, no milk, as they say.........
You better give me that roar of a start
No coughs or splutters
No stammers or excuses
When i insert that key in the hole.
When i engage you to work
You had better give me a noiseless nod
Never you give me that nosy nuke
That makes shifting you
A perpetual morning-mare.
Even when you decide to move
Better agree with your members
Be in harmony with your components
And give me that smooth sail
That once endeared me to you.
The determinant of our living in peace or
war
Will be when i need gas to overtake
Deny me that and see my other side
And if you like
In fact its your take
Whether to sip, gulp, drink or guzzle
The precious hydrocarbon
Because all i know
Is that you must take me everywhere today
And back
Its also your take
To take me higher or lower
With the way you will behave today
When that cocktail is over
And i want to order you
Before them dignitaries.
Your choice, your choose, your life
Its your call
Try me today
And see the stuff i am made of.
Ogbonna Nnaemeka Henry.
