Good Morning
A poem by Anna Atsu
Good morning headache
How unpleasant it is to see you
I'll deal with you in a moment
I'll rid myself of you soon
Give me a moment
I'll fill my stomach
And take some magic powders
I'm just eliminating you
Don’t get me wrong
Don't take it personally
Living with you is a funny game
But I prefer a life full of seriousness
Humour that arises
From lack
Of wealth
From scarcity
So farewell
Intrusive guest
Be gone
Shoo
I have better comrades
To share with
One Ibuprofen
Two tablets
Start moving
Without resistance
My day will be good
Without you
Uninvited guest.
