Saturday, 19 May 2012

Mr snake


I see the fear in your eyes

You see the fear in my eyes

You advance towards me

I travel, quickly backwards

Your weapon is a deadly bite

Mine is a kitchen knife

Evil grows in you

Hate for you, in me

I see death very near

You rejoice, prey, in your heart

I cry like a child

You’re ever still indifferent 

My eyes sing a plea

The only noise from you is zapping in the bushes

The end is near

Our time has come

A battle line is drawn

Boxing gloves are won

A winner shall come forth

I stand no chance

Snake embrace me

Kiss me till I feel no more

You’re unmerciful

You’re unkind

True that He gave me dominion over you

Yet you prance on me

Goodbye my enemy

Goodbye Mr. Snake

For today, I shall see you no more

Goodbye Mr. Snake

Winner I am

My knife feels your blood

A common kitchen knife

My hand feels victory

Truly Mr. Snake, I have dominion over you.




Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Leave death's wealth


He raised his hat

Picked his umbrella

Shook the dust of his feet

He smiled at the sun

And briskly walked out healthy as apples

Before him, the people watched in awe

A paper was brought out

A will was read

Yes he is gone

Dead and gone

He’s left a house with us

He’s left some cars

More unimaginable money

A fleet of sheep

Lands all over

Now, let us spend and merry

Yes he’s gone

Dead and gone

We may tear our pants

Remove our bras

Dance naked

Yet share the dead’s belongings

Only because he is dead

Dead and gone

We may argue

Hurt each other

Kill each other eventually

Remove our brains

Act senselessly

The reason being wealth from a source

The source being a dead man’s pocket

Lets now remember

We’ll die too

And yes, we shall be but dead and gone

Dead and gone without wealth

Thursday, 5 April 2012

Poverty

POVERTY

A black hat

A Red shoe

All once very attractive

The question is what, how and when did all this become?

I once drank honey from a golden cup

I once passed waste in a silver WC

The question is what, how and when did all this become?

I didn’t really know what it was to hunger

I never thirst for one day

The question is what, how and when did all this become?

Yams used to be much,

Rice, a few too plenty

The question is what, how and when did all this become?

I never walked two feet from home on foot

I never crept into bed without electricity?

What is it that I see now?

How is it that I used the past and not the continuous in making sentences?

When did I start this strange act?

Now I remember

It was the day the water from my river stopped flowing

It was the day honey didn’t come from my bottomless honey jar

It was the day I stopped going to the farm

It was the day I became my own goddess

It was the day money became my god

It was the day laziness became my husband

It was the day procrastination became my in-law

It was the day I invited poverty in.

It was the day he finally moved in.






Tuesday, 27 March 2012

The Death Friend

Who am i?

You cant see me

You cant feel me

I’m subtle

Yet clear

I dance in the rain

The road is my bed

I’m at the pub and at the bar

My song is sweetest in depression and pain

My laughter is as the screeching of metals

You can’t hold me

But my clutch is tight on you

I take your loved ones

They are my loved ones too

Hope they say exists when there is life

But I tell you death is your ultimate end

Kiss me friend

If you repel, I’ll take you

Insanity is the drug of misery

Death is the cure of misery

My word is bye

Our phrase is take me

The ultimate clause is together forever in the end

I’m not the deeper sleep

I’m the sleep preamble

The aftermath of a little sleep

An almost intercourse

Certainly more than a hug

I wont tell you when its time

I’m a surprise

Though the gift that’s always there

Make your ways right

And you’ll enjoy eternity.

I’m the death friend not enemy.


Saturday, 24 March 2012

Wake up

Wake up wake up

Mama wake up

I know you’re asleep

Just open your eyes a little

I want eba and efo riro

You do it best

I want you to stand and make it

Mama wake up

Lets play a game

Keep me company

Mama if you don’t wake up, I’ll hit you

Mama I know you can hear me

Just wake up

Smile at me

I want to see you smile

I want to hear you scold me

I want you back me

Sing to me

Tell me I am beautiful

Don’t go from my side

Rock me back and forth

Hold me

Comfort me

Mama wake up

To me you’re the greatest

Don’t leave me o

Mama don’t go

Wake up

I’ll count up to ten Mama

You’re my best friend

You cant leave me

Ok, let me come with you

Or better still,

Carry me with you

Mama I’m counting

One…two…three

Four…five…sixxx

No mama you’re gone

You could have warned me

No, you cant.

You cant leave

Who would wipe my tears?

Who would show me love?

I would never say goodnight Mama

Saturday, 10 March 2012

LOVE

beyond the dark skies something lay
beyond the blue sea a phenomenon lay
who are you?
reveal yourself to me.
am I too mortal?
I’ve immersed myself into your person
I’ve read your books
but I don’t know you
how can I know you?
how can I walk with you?
I sit on the beach sand every morning
and the sand between my thumbs remind me of you
a soft whisper of the wind tells me you’re somewhere
the song in the air,
the kiss on my lips
oh such a wonderful romance
you’ve hugged me,
you’ve comforted me
you’ve given me joy
but I don’t think I ever saw you
my heart throbs when I hear your name
a million goose bumps suffice on my skin when I feel you
who are you?
I see your gifts
some embellished in chocolates
some possessing the fragrance of flowers
some tasting as goods a thousand delicacies
why do I deserve this
when I wake up in the morning
I think of you first
and I thank you
I already love you
mother says its impossible
I say its modern love
kiss me friend
send me love letters
I’ll tell everyone we’re in love
I’ll tell everyone you make me happy
hopefully they’ll see you my sunshine
hopefully they’ll see you not too far from the stars
not too near them either,
not too deep in the sea
not too near them either
I hope they’ll see you in their hearts
and be encouraged to love
because you and you alone can teach Love
because you and you alone is called Love
because you and you alone is called God

Saturday, 3 March 2012

Nothingness

I had a dream
I remember it.
Someone called my name
Asake, asake, asake
I looked around me
It was void
I continued my journey to the land of nothingness

I heard the voice again
Asake, asake, asake
This time I answered
Then there was no reply
Maybe a dream murderer
In fear, I started walking fast
Walking fast to the land of nothingness

Asake where are you going to?
The voice asked
It was as that of my grandmother
But she was long dead
Long cremated and thrown into the sea
Notwithstanding, I answered
I am going to the land of nothingness

Suddenly night went, Day came
The sun burnt my feet as I walked
I began to long for slippers.
there is no slippers in the land of nothingness
in fact the land of nothingness had nothing
why do you go there
I saw the old woman as she asked

She was dressed in black mourning gown
She wasn’t my grandma
Her back was bent in a hunch
She held a walking stick to support her movement
Don’t go there she warned
You could come back mourning
But no one would mourn for you

I ignored her
The old were not wise as they seemed
I continued my journey
All the luxury I would receive in the land of nothingness
The ground became a dessert
And there was no water
I could turn back but I kept walking to the land of nothingness

Then I reached there and knocked
The door was opened
I saw young women my age
They were dressed in fancy clothes
I looked at my clothes and dreaded my appearance
They gave clothes
I wore them to the parties in the land of nothingness

I made myself believe I was one of them
I partied and had fun
I drank and smoked
I ate and ate
I lived a luxurious life
I lied to everyone
But I couldn’t lie to my heart not even in nothingness

Then there was a famine in nothingness
The trends dropped
So did the food and water
I wanted to cry
We dressed in rags
I wished I had listened to the old woman
I wished I hadn’t lied to myself

Years had gone,
I wanted to go back home
But when I looked in the mirror
I was but invisible
I had changed
I had changed in the land of nothingness

Then I had woken up
It was all dream
I promised to always listen to my conscience
The only person who would mourn for me
After I became bad
But I wasn’t going to be bad
Because I wasn’t going back to nothingness