GIVE THANKS; CRAZY STANZAS

They bow, any time she speaks

At a glance, many squeak and steal peeks

They stand even when he wears a band

At a glance, everyone extends a hand

Then my eyes look at me, then at you

And your eyes look at you then at me

Fishes caught in the same boat?

I’ll say no!

There are those in deep cold

But feel not the anger of the cold

They cannot stand, even when they are told

Their surroundings, their bodies hold

There are the quadriplegics

Who have been through all the tragics

Needing hands they can’t vouch for tricks

Forcefully trusting legs of pricks

So why must I see through me in shame?

Why must you, see through you in shame?

That is so lame

We cannot count our blessings starting from the time we came

Give thanks

Let me give thanks

For our breath and wealth in health.

By amoafowaa