In the beginning of his Rule,
Clocks were Still, knocker-ups don’t wake –
Cocks lost their voices in the mornings.
Oh thank goodness! The morning Rains.
Kingdom of Procrastinators,
Bones of the Weak,
Boys and girls of sheer laxity.
Indiscipline! Here, just a lifestyle.
All hail the king of the Sluggards
Of the empire of Lackadaisy;
Even the city’s Big Ben has no hands
Minute or Seconds, all-time enjoyment.
Sleep well o king
Take time, fill your itinerant
Mark dates, postpone others
When time tells, don’t come to us cap in hand.
© Akinwale
