The creator wove his world
Like Kwaku Ananse weaves his web
Giving unto each gifts to fend
I can’t fathom the choas in chimes
If goats were elephants
Can you?

From the hair of the sky
To the toes of the earth
Everything in and without
Would shiver and hover
At the visit of every second
If goats were elephants

With their speed
They could catch all they fancy
With their colour
They could eavesdrop to haunt
With their sizes
They could shake to destruction
Drumming every ear killing piece in sight
With their weight
They could kill all aggrieved
In their game of criminology
If goats were elephants

Who could have eaten but them?
Who could have slept
With their sleep in travel?
Who could’ve breathed
While their trunks still worked?
Who could’ve sat
When they jumped up and down?
Who could’ve worked in peace as they moved?
Need I mention mating their mates could not suffice?
A goat today
Sheep tomorrow
Cow, the next
Lions must follow
Would humans be ruled out?
Ha ha ha ha ha
Surely, none knows what could be
All sounds would’ve been swallowed
If goats were really elephants
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) August 12, 2016.

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