Man Of All Seasons Poem by Preston Mwiinga

You move around and around for no reason.
Your movements have no bounderies, you don't even fear any treason.
You are like the wind, blowing in all directions without detecting any rejection.
In every talk, in every talk you are the mouth piece, to every question you are like google you know everything.
Amidst any challenge, you are the starring as you are number one at interfering into matters that do not concern you.
Man of all seasons know that you have to mend your ways.