The chicken.
Season and out of season, human beings eat me without ceasing...
They kill me for every occasion and even when there's no occasion...
I was happy when recession arrived as I looked forward to a measure of respite...
But despite the recession my case remained the same...
I blamed it on MMM and so I was very happy when MMM recessed...
Still yet my case remains the same if not worse...
As I speak right now my brothers and sisters are being cooked, fried and roasted...
Others are in fridges and freezers waiting to be cooked...
Many are in prisons waiting to be executed and of course cooked and eaten...
What have I done to man to deserve this kind of treatment...?
I know I have done nothing, man only slays and eats me because he is more powerful...
No problem but I have resolved that in my next life I will be a termite...
I am not wicked so I won't slay man in revenge but I will patiently wait for him to die...
And he will surely die and he will be buried...
Then I will eat him raw because anger won't let me cook him before feasting on him...
I will eat him in season and out of season without ceasing...
At that moment I will have the last laugh...
Happy new year from Dr ezeokeke book club. Please support us as we try to revive the reading culture amongst Nigerians by establishing book clubs in our secondary schools. God bless you.
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