I IMAGINED ME
📸 UBOS
I imagined me,
Sitting, watching a household finish their lunch,
Wash their hands,
Wipe their Mouths.
Then me,
Salivating, swallowing.
Sticking my eyes on their throats,
How they Galloped food down the oesophagus.
I then imagined me,
Being a Patriotic Enumerator.
Counting because I love my country.
Because I love my Dear District,
Because I love my County,
Because I love my Sub county,
Because I love my Parish,
Because I love my Village,
Because I love my father's family.
I then imagined me writing a Poem today,
For all suffering Enumeration officers.
Then I wrote this .
© Ochago George William.
@George The Tired Poet.
2024.
#PoeticSundays.
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