If i were my forefathers

I will resist change
Especially in my lifestyle
Live in a cave forever
Be a recluse
And give my life to writing.
I will eat only roasted meat
Of buffalo and stray goats
No eba , no akpu,
Just apples like in the garden of Eden
I would never have need of hospitals
Herbal teas will regenerate,if need be
If I were my grandfather
I would not change my bohemian life
For lace or gold
My wife would walk before me
In all her glory,
Daughter of the moon

Bose