Mid Month And End Month Poem by Job Ombati

Mid Month and End Month
are blood brothers
So similar yet dismilar
Both have
Different interests
Different tastes
Different faces
Different destinations
The first for the first part of the month
The latter for later.

At end month men are happy
More friendly
Loose mouthed
Cheerful
Joyous eaters of chicken.

But as the month starts to grow weary
The pocket is hard hit
Men become eaters of chicken products.

Soon
The month is fatigued
Grumbly
Gloomy
And men turn eaters of chicken feed
They are disgruntled
More prayerful
More hopeful
But very quarrelsome.

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