BY YOHANES JEMANEH
In a collectivists’ land
People usually take the lead
If well nurtured
Or if shaped rude
But luck may coerce
The diffident to guide
As experienced by this kid
Performing before
A closed door
Coming forth to the front
Of peer mate
Beating the floor with cane
To keep rhythm lane
Accompanied by tuneful “hoo!”
The chorus of chirruping
Melody seems flowing
Till the verse went wrong
Soon after mentioning
Name of the householder
Using her moniker
The kids dispersed
Afraid to be cursed
A turning point to chorister
To give up reckless whisper
Forever.
The Ethiopian Herald September 26/2021
