(Courtesy John Butler)
My toe looked up at my nose
In an obvious envious mood
‘Hey, you! Who do you think you are,
Up there so smooth and good,
While I submit to damp darkness
Stuffed in a sock and shoe!’
Have you ever felt the rim of a bike?
Or bumped up against concrete?
Been cramped in a skate? Pierced by a nail?
Felt the cobblestones down the street?
I say, Nose- I’ll trade you places
Let you walk life’s way awhile
Hey there, Nose! Take me serious!
Why don’t you give it a trial?
With pity on the toe’s poor plight,
The nose saw another sight.
My shape is not so sturdy as yours
I couldn’t bear the weight
Each time the leg came up and down
I’d be crushed beneath the freight
Serious you might be toe-
But sorry, Later, I feel humiliated
Upon man’s face
You’d be glad to lead his heal

About Shashi Moore

Having covered half a century of my time on this Earth; enthusiastically creating an impression on my students has given me the much needed excuse to continue to live another few decades, if possible. An educationist by choice and a mother by grace of God.
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