RIDDLES FROM PARABLES

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A child once left his father's house
Calling his father a big louse
He headed for a house made of broom
And there he was offered a room
The lords of the broom were very happy
And as if they were given a speech therapy
They called the child's father a guerilla
Who used a torn umbrella
And indeed his umbrella was torn
So it called for nothing but scorn

A man had a particular target
For this he went to the market
There he saw a beautiful big fat hen
He said, "This hen should lay ten"
He bought the hen and put it in a cage
He assumed it will lay eggs irrespective of its age

The hen is the child
Let your thoughts run wild
Who is the hen seller?
The umbrella carrier
And what about the hen buyer?
The man who has broom in his flyer

Now the hen has left its cage
The child left the room with rage
And again the broom people had things to say
"The beautiful hen has never been good in any way"
"The child has always been a vagabond"
"Why will he not always abscond?"
I thought about all these reactions
Then I asked these two questions
If the child was patient enough to sow
Would his father had let him go?
If the hen did not fail
Would the owner had brought it for sale?

(c) Juwon Osanipin

An excerpt from my book, "LIFE" (A collection of poems in facts)

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