BY MULATWA MOSSISA
Someone is looking for a book store
He calls himself a great reader
He brags always as he’s a book lover
If he was a true reader
How he walks by me faster?
Why didn’t he picks me and looks at me closer?
I’m a book full of sorrow
If he wants to cry until tomorrow
I’m a book filled with mystery
If he wants to read a detective story
If he wants to smile or get angry
I’m laughter and fury
If he wants to be scared or tremble with fear
I’m a wounded mother bear
Why he wastes money and run to store
His free book I am sitting here
Throughout his days, staring at him
He never read me, don’t listen to him.
THE ETHIOPIAN HERALD WEDNESDAY 14 SEPTEMBER 2022
