Cries of angels hovering, quieted the clamour of a surfing heart
Large elephants came, flocked by wild demons playing thuggishly with a gun.
Inside the silver nest, there cocooned the eagle, who received our sacrifice periodically from a tall iroko.
Some rodents helplessly watched with their fingers poking the earth, unnoticed.
Wide set of wing balanced as clouds in the sky, a fully grown eagle ascended and started a talk;
Storm of hands struggled and were waved for observation. All were denied with lean cain.
It was nearly a decade ago he came, so, we have to watch him carefully and mind mind his
He pledged the heaven and earth. And planted empire of glory in words.
After a long row of dialogue, the beast of the air shrieked, clawing, as some houseflies perched on some hosts.
The gong was sounded; everyone sauntered back to his hut beating their chests
Against the dusty air as the air-lord flew back to the Eden where it came from.
It will soon be harmattan again; the rodents will be preyed. And the scavengers will feed, in four moons, ferociously, on human souls.
Written by: Olajide Michael
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.