Like hoofs and horns My knees would have callused and constricted In deep and sorrowful supplications To deaf ears of mortal fiefdom Like a broken cistern My head bruised and broken In an umpteenth, futile attempt to please An arrogant mortal majesty Like the limbs of a beast of burden My hands crippled and… Continue reading IF MEN WERE GOD
Awake from slumber, my dear little child! For your days fall to the wails of the wild Like fresh luscious leaves dropping dead From wilting woods that pecker dread The warring worms have eaten your face Down to a dense fragment of disgrace For years abound to mock the wisdom of age As toddling tongues… Continue reading CHILDREN OF TODAY
Our generation is in a race Alien race is what the aged call it Race of unclad damsels Engaging their likes of lads The race is alien to African culture It’s a naked race The race is a mess to the society It has mesmerize and decayed, sprouting sexual abuse The athletes appear in nude… Continue reading NAKED RACE
The shining sun stared sternly at the busy earth mortal clays jumped here and there with toiling hands and their suffering sweat brought out tears from the sun’s eyes through steep paths from bush to roads, heavy loads travelled on bent backs to noisy markets beggars begging beggars short skirt stood by the road side… Continue reading I SAW THE SUN WEEP
Men have become beasts Angry tongue, swinging fists Wasteful, drunken, anger led Foolish, godless, penis led Father seeds daughter’s womb Groom puts wife in tomb Grandpa raids young hymen Sins of the sons of men?!
Holes dug with beak of loves Papa worked hands of no gloves Rain and sun were no weather Days and nights were all days Papa worked with his self Digging this well of his blood A water of blood to quench our future Earth to Sky, was no tall a tree Papa climbed and stole… Continue reading WELLS OF OUR FATHERS
Scores of living dead, mad men Sitting on a dead man’s chair All dead themselves Of his passions and fears Haven died mad himself Of their strengths and weaknesses Beware, many have gone! Double edged, bushy, blissful path Natural weed often cleared An apple that tells Many men’s end Beware, many have gone! Many more… Continue reading BEWARE, MANY HAVE GONE
I see the dark clouds overhead. I hear the peals of thunder and they fill me with dread. I am afraid… My bones quiver like an aspen leaf. My strength escapes like a hardened thief. For I fret not at the sound of coming rain. Rather, I sense the coming pain. When the clouds are… Continue reading WE MUST PRAY
Snares and temptations lie in ambush; The journey to self-realization and self-perfection Is fraught with too many dangers Education is the ammunition against their snares. It’s the potter that reshapes the clay of human resources, It’s the leveler of men, decider of our fates It’s the torch, lighting paths that feet stumble not It’s the… Continue reading GET EDUCATION!