My friend- Richard Cory lacks appetite <br />Frown'd and hiss'd at the Turk's fat-thighs <br />The gods he spite which is rather impolite <br />He toppled the table sending the foods fly-high <br /> <br />Oh, Richard Cory lacks appetite <br />While I am hungry and thousand others <br />Thin-man in a Fat-man's world - black-and-white. <br />Excused, left to go smother my wet chicks in the bosom of my lover <br /> <br />So I pray to see yet another sunlight <br />In hunger -well water- my children lies <br />I'll go to Cory to ask if everything turns alright <br />But he died, we all know: 'twas suicide.<br /><br />Prince Korede Abiodun<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waste-not-want-not-6/
