It was a kind of funny old day,

I remarked, as the bomb went off

and we felt the tremors

on the other side of the world,

several more

and we knew that

because of the sumo fight

between the fat kid

and the child with fat head,

this playground tussle

which saw a few suns born

and disappear in the blink of an eye,

there would be no reality television

for viewers to gawp at that night;

shrugging my shoulders,

I didn’t know whether

to laugh or cry

at the moans and cries

saying how dare

sumo wrestling spoil our T.V.

Ian D. Hall 2017