CONVENTION OF WORDS

They were in a convention, 
All words were in a convention 
I stood and watched to see if I could some information fetch 
Then I realized they were in search, 
In search of a leader, a leader to rule 
All the words went bazaar 
Me insisted the leadership must be his title 
No shouted that he fits the mantle 
Yes claimed positivity exudes from his personality 
Can stood tall, chest out and spoke with certainty 
You made a commotion about not being regarded 
Will said it was his birthright, so should so be regarded 
Will’s twin brother Would claimed older-ship 
Then Fate stood up, put smiles on all faces and nodded to the aspiring leadership 
Ugly shouted at how unfair it will be, if everyone were to use their 
charm 
Gun made to stand up, but all the words forced him down 
Flibbertigibbet got up and shouted for all the little words to shut up 
Pry reminded him that his meaning will disappoint many so he should shut up 
Riches stood up, took money and his family for sharing 
Head Money slapped Riches, and asked all to realize he was the most powerful, mean and caring 
Almost all the words fell at his feet and hailed: 
His Excellency Money the Don! 
Baffled and angry, I made to shout, I took a walk into nothingness and got up; 
It was a dream. 
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.