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What a relief it is to have the whole house to myself,
now i can do whatever i wish, even to sleep and dream like josef,
no! there is no fun in sleeping so i have to do sumtin social,
like inviting a very close friend someone who is to the heart special,
all now seems to be busy,even my sweet dear chizzy,
i have to seek my my pals on the network that is social.
my God! All my friends on Twitter and facebook are anti-social.
If a door closes then another open,
thats my cue to take two doses of opium.
Nothing seems to be working could it be am tormented?
Or have i been cursed by a spirit to be demented?
Alas! I forgot to read the holy scriptures
or am i better off going through football fixture?
Praying seems less appealing
now that i can hear my neighbours playing.
Could it be madness that has made me restless?
like one who the spirit ekwensu has driven senseless?
This is too big a burden to bear,
you will understand if the shoes of boredom you wear.

Your constructive criticism will be appreciated

Nice poem!!