Mostly prompted by silly, unrealistic, stuff
Makes
my spirits awaken, from a day so rough
Makes
my chest enlarge, akin to a gargantuan graph
I
like it much better, however, when I’m the joke-cracker
After
folk get so serious, I be the circuit breaker
Sometimes,
and those times are many, no one laughs
So
for consolation, they tell me “aha, very funny”
…and
then give me that ‘dry look’, and keep quiet
I
soldier on, my motivation; a constant punch line
A
punch line I well understand, a punch line I have encountered,
A
punch line I…
Without
the punch line, my joke, if at all,
Would
be another foolish statement, rather fatal
Since,
better a silent fool, as they are considered wiser
Yet
my determination is to be called, “Yes Sir”
See
now why I need the punch line closer? And not far at the border?
See
why all need to know this punch line, to understand the joke?
God
catapults my life, makes me go yonder, to resonate far and beyond
Without
Him, life is meaningless, lifeless
He
is the punch line in my joke!
© Peter Mwangangi,
2012
