What kind of car is this?
I do no know.
Except the locomotive ability
of this rickety thing
Hardly moving when moved
Driving the driver driving it,
I can see the driver sweating within it
Our nares and heads
are filled with carbon monoxide
this rickety thing is emitting
from its nostrils
And like smoke from the swinging thurible
used in a catholic cathedral
The emission is spreading everywhere
And melting the ozone layer
like fire melting a shea butter
Every rich and poor african wants to ride
maybe rickety or rickety not they do not
I blame you not my africans.
Why didnt GOD build the ozone layer
with iron rock and crystal
than making it fragile like a silky material?
Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry