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Mr. pot belly the poem


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Mr. pot belly the poem

  1. 1. By Titus Charo Kazungu
  2. 2. In a world so unfair, there is one I recall Mr. Pot Belly I dare, fair and just to all Everyone he stares, is a candidate for the ball Be careful not to share, many to the snare fall Oh Mr. Pot belly, you are a mix of experiences You are sweet like jelly, it baffles my senses Yet bitter like a pill, my mouth screamsOverwhelmed at the till, buying food and creams
  3. 3. I cannot believe, my villagers celebrate you They want to live, with you as a cueOf cars their elites drive, riches, wealth they brew How do you thrive? many have no clue Why do you ridicule me, oh urban folksLike a bad boy I watched him, I hated all the talks Out of control he may seem, joy, health he blocksA future without him I dream, by running the tracks
  4. 4. Why are there silent scenes, speak to me I pray Is it my father’s genes? there is nothing to slay Or the plates I cleanse? moderation may playDocile lifestyle I please, I have hardened like clay It’s not what you eat; it’s how you eat it There is no marathon to beat; you only need to keep fit Exercise in cold or heat, consistency may befit No more will I greet, the road you must hit
  5. 5. I have lived with you for years, my health you have robbedWith much pain and tears, I grumbled and sobbed Slowly as my conscience clears, I refuse to be grouped With men and women who bears, the mark of the trapped