Ode of big name

By Atok Dan

Amajordit,

you truly sound big,

bigger like your name Amajordit

you pose like a president,

when giving your claptrap addresses

you sound big,

Your name Amajordit

not that your talks make sense

it is senseless,

you bored your listeners,

with all adoration and adornment,

you still present no credentials,

but you only make a grit on your teeth,

even with a ball tie,

 you make none

Amajordit,

in a country of big suffixes,

you posit issues like guess

with all the derisive

you are still the same but with only meaningless  multiple suffixes

with biggest nouns,

all have gone to the bottomless pit

probably of big names which are untouchable

Amajordit,

gone are days of rhetoric,

gone are memoirs of stolen pride

On the farm we eat,

in the hospital, we get treated,

in the school, we learn the art of speech

Amajordit, you need to wear off,

your reluctance habit and procrastination