For What It's Bent Now

Here I am climbing on a tall tree To see the eggs in a nicely knitted nest A bird protesting as to why I was free To disturb privacy of a home at its best! Here I am playing cricket in the ground It bents a little helping me to bowl a low ball Jumps and helps for an appealing sound Jumps on empires fingers on my slow ball. Here I am on a cycle chasing another one, It bents a little accelerates my moving feet Rests with satisfaction the job was done, Thanks sweetheart! I now lead the fleet. Here I am walking with a stick in my hand For what it's bent now I do not know For an anticlimax after a climax so grand, Thanks my backbone! I love this bow! ! Here I am down with nostrils and forehead, My God is great and is free of any slackness, He is alive and he will never be dead, My Creator! Forgive me for my weakness!