In A Certain Room Some Men Have Hair Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

In a certain room
Some men have hair
Some men have no hair
Began the math problem
That required us to draw
A vann diagram.

The problem arose when
The men who had hair
Went to the barber to
Shave half their hair
For they argued all rich
Men are bald. The barber
Agreed for he wanted customers.

The vann diagram lost shape
As the men god balder and
Balder. Soon the whole world
Was running the risk of having
Only bald men. Not only the barber
But the bankers also joined in
The bald world's lament.

Only sailors wondered why
The world was behaving ad
If it was going to witness
Its end. Bankers argued there
Would be no money for bald men
Like to withdraw money to feed
Their lifestyle. The barber
Argued that his is a dead business
For they don't need even as
Much as a shave

In another room also called
A certain room for certainly
Certain women had no hair. They
Joined the men with no hair
And argued that paired with them
They could tango.

The priest agreed if only they
Could have one mass and one big
Wedding for once heaven would join
Two bald heads in a ceremony of
The bald of the earth.

All the men and women who attended
The wedding ceremony of the bold
Who were bald sat on the pews and
Watched the mass wedding of the
Hairless wondering how these people
Could flout their hairlessness
And get away with it.

Where wete the tabloids for they
Always come to the rescue of
Humble humanity when the powers
That be begin the march with the
Left foot.

The tabloids carried one picture
Which made one couple famous
And by the end of the day every
Paper was sold out. The city lived
As the land of hairless men and women
Who begot hairless children which
Solved the math problem as society
Wallowed in a world where people
Scratched their hairless heads.