Analysis of My bed!
GIDRAF MWANGI 1992 (Murang'a)
Please my tattered bed
I never meant to complain but I did
Please understand I was a little mad
Incensed by the creaks you made
Mother sought to mend you once
But she forgot in the due course
Maina my brother tried once
But his knowledge was not expanse
Look now the sack is torn
The banana stuffing leaves are flown
Leaving an empty dry sack like bone
That aches my back after lying on
The springs that used to hold me
Are now metal shreds, like broom
That sweeps the floor with creaks and strum
Arching lines on the floor of the room
That is why I am mad!
© GIDRAF MWANGI
| Scheme | XXAX BXBX XCCX XDXD A X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11101 1101101111 101110101 110111 1011111 11010011 1011011 11101101 110111 001010111 101101111 111110101 0111111 1110111 11011101 101101101 111111 11 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 557 |
| Words | 113 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 6 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 18 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 76 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 19 |
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