A BED THAT FLOATS

Do you not
                love
                         a bed that floats?
It carries you about
And you dream of travelling in fluffy skies
Lost in a hazy dreamland as Alice,
You twist and turn happily on the bed
Smiling and giggling from faraway wonderland
You touch birds and wave at the heavens
Which you can almost touch
If you should stand.

Then your bed gets soaked
And water touches your clothes
And you wonder how your floating bed
Suddenly became wet.

You wake up and see rooftops only
Shock hugs wonderment as you look around
Houses are deeply submerged in water
Mama and Papa are nowhere to be found
The flood has swallowed everything
All around is water
And
         you are
                        drifting
           about in it...
                        On a bed
                                         that floats.

Copyright Ubaji Isiaka Abubakar Eazy 2016
For the flood victims in Haiti.

Meet the Poet:

Ubaji Isiaka Abubakar Eazy holds a BA in English Language and Literary Studies. He is a fine poet whose poems and short stories have been published in both national and international journals and numerous literary blogs. He is the CHIEF EDITOR of "Literary Critics And Writers". You can reach him on +2347063369010 (Abubakar Ishaq Eazy on Facebook).