FROM ROOM TO ROOM

FROM ROOM TO ROOM BY E I VICTOR ( SIR WRITE MAN) It all started in the labour room Where he gave his first cry Later on, they took him to the classroom There, he also cried wanting to go back to mummy He was a regular visitor at the bathroom Because he was always playing with dirt For the love of sleep We usually found him in the bedroom And for the love of cartoons He spent hours in the living room For the love of food He hungrily walked into the dining room From room to room He grew and was groomed Infant, child, teenager, youth, adult For some time Life kept him in the waiting room Hoping and praying And as time went by He became a leader in the boardroom At some time He was found in the courtroom As his adversaries won't let him be As life went by He went from room to room But he later ended up in the morgue room Are you surprised? Don't be! For that is the fate of all men His family were thrown into the mourning room And then to the funeral room Finally it all ended in the memorial room ©️Sir write man #e_i_victor #sir_write_man #poem #poetry #room #life