FAMILIAR DEVIL
Never you love me this way anymore
Snatching what I
had kept for my ideal man
Begone! tell me not of love anymore
Your deeds dont befit that of a human
Never
to know you came to steal what I kept
Yet, I gave you my love
And you decided to make me void and wet
Breaking
all the promises of my love
Oh! What a great loss
So much pain too great to heal
My reward for making you
my boss
Is for you to serve me a painful meal
You"re no doubt the familiar devil
That ate me up like a weevil
NIGHT
FOOD
Metamorphosize to palm greasers kids of the soil?
Derivest pleasure in consuming night food?
Reminiscent
of your deeds bringeth me no joy
On the face of Mr. Death will you be done no good
The food may maketh thee rich
above the law
But for every injustice lies a disadvantage
The unjust sweet "kola" must retain, under the law
For
every bad deed, sprouts the pest-advantage
Why is there no armour against night food?
I and my second class citizens
need fur to be saved
Why is there no weapon against night food?
Clang! Crack! Bang! -we shall fight and be saved
Honesty!
Honesty! - the armour against the mystery
Justice! Justice! The weapon against bribery.
LOST GLORY
Big
Brother lend me your ears.
Frozen, I lie in my cradle every cold night.
The Brothers world I dread drowning in.
I
beckon at ferries to take me away,
Deep down the world of big berries.
Off we went, my gentle spirit in their soul"
Globe of the big brothers snatched my soul.
Tears in my balls, I cried to my ferries"
Consolation crept into my heart.
Something beyond my wildest dream attracted my balls,
Captors were thrown into captive walls,
Corruption and Co.
flounded out like blind bats,
Hunters metamorphosed to the hunted,
"Okporokolised" patients in rooms and palours,
Free gift of mother Earth was in everys flavour,
All and sundry faces, smiles decorated,
Dignified dignitaries
occupied a low seat,
Victorship awarded to all victims of crime,
Who dared to chew fearlessly, the sacred meat.
Justice
should be their offspring, this, they agreed.
Honesty, they shall court to the altar.
Not in their nelly should they
shadow later.
Though pepper to eat, but enough dough to bake.
Peace and progress ruled and governed the day,
Happiness
hovered the new paradise,
Glowing in my fantasies, here come the ferries
To sooth my spirit and in bed to stay.
Swimming
endlessly and helplessly in my fears,
Reminiscent of the big brother fate,
Which was once a heaven on earth.
But
now, a running dry land for deers.
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CRY OF A MONKEY
Attention! All you greedy baboons
Hands on your ears,
draw them wide open
Listen to our plight
Your pride and deceit has made you like bulls
And like a crammy basket
Your drums uplift it
River eggs lie beside our eyes
A minute to midnight, ready to hatch
Our tears must full
your creaky cups
Never to miss target, not even a drop
If para adventure, it kisses the earth
Mama will strike
your pretty lives in her net
Treacherous baboons, selfish silky apes
Our pure ceaseless tears you delight to see
So that crinks, vibrates on your bulging stomachs
Your tummies grow bigger while we grow gaunt
We are like the
dried Tilapia,
Like bees chased by fire.
Our tears in your cup, you forbade to drink.
Lo, our tears have soaked
the earth
Earth has drank and become drunk
Intoxicated, she rises to strike
No where to go, no where to hide
Fire,
she spreads widely on the mountain
Dry land harbours the new born ocean
The forest is crowded by her armed soldiers
There is no escape for the sinner
Help cannot come from palm greasing
No acceptance of any "Kola"
Justice
has risen from earths cooler
To bring respite to the monkey
Monkey justice has arrived,
Get ready O" ye baboons!
JET AGE
What a world!
World of insatisfaction
A world of fraud
World where none shows appreciation
The world which misquotes decrees
And coined them to support crime
World
that appreciates criminals
A world that refuses to rhyme
How shall this world be rid of this skirmishes
Who
shall release us from the offsprings of Jet Age
We must fix and strap our buckles
We must be ready to cleanse her
image
Fortitude is the remedy to the malady
Loyalty and truthfulness is the small levy
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