How Did I Find Myself Here? ( Poem By Salaudeen Tesleem, Satire)

Because I'm denied of making a choice,
I caught myself in the blacksmith hut
I fired the embers; the hut-men in their hutment
Wineed and dined with their children.

Because I'm denied of making a choice
I added sack of stones to my bowel to keep my leg
For them, I  drained my sweats and kept my head up
When sun rose and I looked into the river
Its water shed tears in the countenance of my emaciation
And I laughed,  for this is where I found myself
In the middle of a giant river and I'm longing for a drop.
But, wait, how did I found myself here?

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