JONNY!

Jonny from a well respected home,

Moves aimlessly, unceremoniously in Rome,

He is supposed to be his mother's pride;

but he is a disappointment,out of his mind.

His life is music from broken strings,

An unfaithful husband,the king of flings,

Jonny brings the taboos to his music,

His life is a written,corrupted lyric.

Jonny was once a respectable husband,

His voice was beautiful and his guitar grand,

Now He has left home,and shut the door,

He has left his people in pain- they are poor!

Jonny dwells in the lies of his past,

he is always unhappy and downcast,

There's no harmony in poor Jonny's life,

The sounds we hear from a broken guitar - a baseless strife.

There is no rhythm in Jonny's movement,

He is off the track with series of disappointment,

What do we do about poor Jonny?

Playing on a broken accoustic,is nothing but folly!...

                                          - Negedu Blessing Ehi