YOU ARE WELCOME (subtitled PART 2 OF HASHTAG GENERATION).
Work is like class and it was in session, and just like a school boy, on a Wednesday afternoon, who is full of imagination,
I found in the split of those seconds a mission. It was inspired by your kind gesture, hence a poem needed to describe my internal sensation.
Imagination after imagination, thoughts left room for a confession… Not so sacrilegious in nature, I wanted to reply by saying I believe in the smallest of actions. So, you are welcome! Please enter my universe as we stand in awe and in admiration. I didn’t want to dwell too much on the shortbread cookies because being a poet is my fixation.
The burning feeling inside of me had an emotional problem that required a solution. And the fact that you even liked those few verses encourage me to be even full of satisfaction. I am simple as hello and sholom J, and as conspicuous as the Sun in our skies, what a universal station!
I REST MY PEN for to whom much is given, it is required as much. You are indeed welcome. Work is not like class anymore and it came down to me because of succession. © Christian Djimra Koumtog