I stopped seeing anymore,

Aweful has become the site,

It hurts my eyesight.

Hermetically the coccyges are sealed,

No hullabalo, not a bit od sound, will disturb the mind,

Though, I kind of sit and wait until the talking is wound.

Talking is on my part is no use, serious or frivolous,

There are no worthy people to enlist or amuse.

Instead, I have decided to walk,

Far away from the none-gnomic talk.

However fear for my life,

The more laconic I become,

Away, the farthest I walk,

From those I detest

The closest I get and meet them face to face.

Funny this is Old World

Everything in it revolves.

Copyright Haaileselassie Girmay

3/1/2001