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t. reflexion
t. reflexion
Oct 13, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

POT BELLY CHIEF

POT BELLY CHIEF   Please do something to your stomach I can’t marry a pot belly man, she said That has become rounded and shapeless I look down, and I couldn’t see my feet Nor that which makes me a man So I look at the mirror to see, a rounded Earthen pot hanging from my chest down I wonder what has become of me From that which I dreaded most not to be Then I look at the pictures of my forebears And see chiefs with rounded pot bellies Sitting on their thrones in dramatic poses So I ask myself, in dismay, is this all it takes To qualify for the ancient stool, of my inheritance      
— t. reflexion, Oct 13, 2008

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Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript , It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics

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t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years 7 months ago

That is the point...

I am a pot bellied worker aspiring to be a pot bellied chief. A symbol to show that I am a true representative of the people and that I have eaten all the food meant for them. (laughs) Thank you for reading and commenting. Best wishes. Trex
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easylife_2

17 years 7 months ago

I wouldn't agree with you sir!

Why? Because I know a lot of people of Calabar extraction who are not pot bellied,so I wouldn't think that is a pre requisite to the throne LOL,anyway that is just by the way.I like the write,it is a very good one especially the way you presented your fear.I hope that you are able to tackle it head on!Thank you.
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years 7 months ago

I am not from...

where you are referring to, Calabar is not my place. I am not sure you know my present chief, the one before him and so on. They all had pot bellies, the present one has pot belly and I have, this you know. Have you tried to buckle your shoes in the morning and can't reach the laces? Look at the throne beyond the physical and may be you will get the joke. Thank you for reading and commenting. Best wishes. T.
t. reflexion

t. reflexion

17 years 4 months ago

Thank you

We have a lot in common. But I do have a challenge when I buckle my shoes because the belly won't let me. Best wishes. T.