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Minus productivity Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by Ayo Morakinyo, Nigeria Jun 5, 2010
Education , Health   Poetry

  

 Minus productivity Picture, "Muri wanting to sleep :)," by Eszter

You wake up and it’s late in the morning
It’s ten o’clock but you’re still yawning
Your mates are already off to work
But for you, even that sleep was work!

You brush your teeth quickly and sit on the sofa
Boy, even the TV knows you’re a loafer
From show to show you stick to the screen,
Chewing white gum till your face turns green

Then at noon, it’s time to take your brunch
And it’s everything your eyes see that you crunch
You eat so much till even your teeth grow fat
And you’re determined to lose weight by a simple chat

You hit the bed and the bed complains
Mocking your body because it’s never the same
You bite your nails and snore aloud
I guess all these “achievements” have made you proud

An idle man is a regular prisoner of boredom
Play and consume- that is how he intends to build an empire
And the folly he nurtures tells him his time is long
Truly, life is short but idleness makes it seem long.





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Ayo Morakinyo


Ayo Morakinyo is an optimistic impact maker who desires to see people live their lives with worthy purposes while contributing to national and environmental development. He believes that a serious pursuit of this goal would make our environment (communities & societies) a more conducive habitat thereby reforming our homes into well-built nests where good citizenship is inspired and effective leadership is encouraged. Ayo has had 5 years experience in writing and some of works have been Published on The Jenda Journal, World Bank's youth portal and the Commonwealth Youth Community. He is a passionate Nigerian who believes in the potential betterment of his country and encourages global development.
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Peter Obinna | Sep 19th, 2011
Man am touched @ reading dis poem....keep it up and work harder !



Ayo Morakinyo | Oct 20th, 2011
Thank you everybody!



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joju | Nov 22nd, 2010
Nice poem.Many more Nigerian youths with ur kind of orientation gives this country hope.I am proud of u.



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Christy Surigao | Nov 29th, 2010
great poem!!!



Alaka H | Jun 12th, 2010
I loved your poem :) Good work!



Henry Ekwuruke | Jun 29th, 2010
interesting. Keep workin'



Aditya Khanna | Jun 30th, 2010
Nice



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Wahab ibn Hassan | Nov 20th, 2020
This poem is, in fact, a bunch of twigs, that coil into pricks bulging out of the cushion relentlessly pushing stupidity out of me. Now, I feel nothing but a new me.

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