Im all dresed up, sitting behind an empty table,
I have absolutely nothing to do –
a Youth Corper with no job description,
Worse – NEPA has taken its property,
No NEPA equals no work in this ……………..
coz our generator is out of order.
Feeling like an empty horse-stable,
with thoughts ranging from what to who,
trying to get my mind onto an inspiration,
yet, it eludes me as in one, two, three,
I just finished reading a book, but what did it say,
I forgot coz my day is already in a scatter.
I have a head filled with knowledge,
but theres no opportunity to apply it,
I came from the future to the past,
not in my dreams, but in an airplane,
all I can wish for is to go back there,
coz, I can do better than file processing,
worse, today, im just hanging around.
I do not belong here, a fact, my pledge,
theres no science to worry my wit,
im counting the days this ordeal will last,
waiting for Gods lead – wherever, where,
I could be relevant, doing what I love doing,
really, I hate sitting around. Im idle.
© John “The Beloved” Ajewole – Feb 23, 2003