DELECTATION


I like the sound of happiness

Of merry-making and gladness


If joy was bottled up for sale

There’s no mountain I wouldn’t scale


I’ll get a million or much more

To bathe all who live in sadness core



If ecstasy was banned for life

Like a criminal it’ll be my knife



In hiding I’ll search and infect

All who suffer from hate’s defect



If smiles are tagged as evil

I’ll grin till I’m called the devil



If hugs are termed intrusive

Come, let me crush you, don’t be elusive



With my mind fixed on the bright side

I’ll make each day a joyride



When my life feels like a bed of roses

I’ll pop pills of gladness in huge doses



But when life feels like a bed of cactus

I’ll cry for a while then recover in my circus


©Ogbuenyi P. Nkem 

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