Submitted By: Nkiru Njoku

Goat meat is boiling on the stove,
The dogs are barking for their food.
The kettle is screaming at boiling point,
And I have to pick up the kids from school.

I'm scrubbing the floors; I'll be through very soon.
The laundry is still waiting for me to come do it.
I still have to wash the dirty dishes in that sink,
This whole thing is putting me in quite a mood.

Madam's clothes are still un-ironed,
'Sir'dam's shoes are equally unpolished,
Of course, their lunch of 'fried rice' is still unmade,
And they'll be home; any minute, any second!

As if all this is not enough to confuse poor little me,
I hear the loud ring of that electric doorbell.
All of a sudden I wish there'd be a power cut,
Then I can truthfully say I didn't hear it ring!

But of course, my wishes are hardly granted.
So there goes that lousy bell; ringing again.
But this is crazy, can't somebody catch my drift?
I have so much to do. I'm busy; too busy!

©Nkiru Njoku, April 2002