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 O! Frankenstein you were lost for a century
 Nobody could tell wherever you have been,
 But you are here now, a stranger to paradise,
 Loneliness has become your friend 
 Your other name is Friday, 
 You have no soul, you love Cinderella;
 Come, let us stroll to the earth my brother,
 Should almighty look you twice
 And discover, your heart is a transmitter
 And cord of wire lurking inside the belly,
 Have managed to peep out around your neck axle;
 Come let us go,
 I will make you the President of the world 
 Rule over every nation, every creed and tongue,
 Entreat me, I will teach you all the puerile tricks
 Tall wisdom and nubile swagger,
 Of a new nuance of language. 
 I no go, I no go!
 That globe I no go! I stay, I stay!
 Famished out earth is full of fallacies
 Terribly diabolical, cheerful envy,
 And attractive jealousy like magnet
 Infectious back biting, murderous barking 
 And tearing likes the hounds of hell,
 Virus wickedness, witch hunting like wizard of oz
 Feverish wagons of greediness uncountable; 
 I no go! I no go! I stay I no go!
 Let me hibernate under the umbrella 
 Of the omnipotent shield dreaming dreams,
 Of my blighted love by and by, 
 Where has she gone, Cinderella? 
 I looked afar off in the horizon
 And beheld her like a mirage in a paradise,
 Cupped right palm over the palm view transforming,
 So that focus could discern, now
 Striding same position in the stormy desert
 In the showering sunlight,
 Her figure moon-smooth as marble
 Her hair flagging shamelessly  in the breeze,
 Her jutted hips dance to graceful steps 
 As she came, her robe turned to cloud 
 Turned into fading white goose, as she flew away,
 Aloud her voice bust in mirth
 Beckoning laughter teasing to quench my thirst,
 O! I am man made
 Forgot to put juice of crimson
 To run in my vein,
 To burn fire in my heart
 My brain have muddle up and jumble up,
 All happy wire tying it firm,
 O! I murder Doctor, you do no good!
 I have no appetite, 
 So God can have his dinner
 But, I will die for her, 
 Because she is the dearest dream forever.

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  1. Date: 7/8/2011 6:55:00 PM
    A very interesting take on Frankenstein! And a belated congrats on this fine win.

  1. Date: 5/5/2011 8:59:00 AM
    Nicely penned, Afolabi. A clever twist and turn on Frankenstein, a wonderful love story! Congratulations on your well deserved win! Mikki

  1. Date: 5/4/2011 2:57:00 PM
    Very nice. Congrats.

  1. Date: 5/4/2011 12:14:00 PM
    Congratulations Afolabi on your win in Debbie's contest "Fantasy Land". Love, Carol

  1. Date: 5/4/2011 10:10:00 AM
    Congratulations on the second place win in the contest, Afolabi

  1. Date: 5/4/2011 4:39:00 AM
    This contest has certainly stirred the creative imagination of Poets such as yourself Afolabi! Wonderful job and congrats on an exceptionally fine win.

  1. Date: 5/4/2011 2:48:00 AM
    Well done on your 2nd place win :o)

  1. Date: 5/3/2011 9:34:00 PM
    the tender , painful side of frankenstein's being sparkles here, afolabi.. you move me! congrats on the grrreat win! :) huggs, nette

  1. Date: 2/16/2011 4:46:00 PM
    Afolabi, Frankenstein is one of my favorite novels. I've read it at least three times. The monster only wanted to be loved. Isn't it a shame that the doctor who created him could not find it in his heart to make a mate for him? Everyone deserves love. I really like the way you have the monster responding in your poem. Great use of language and satire! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 2/10/2011 11:48:00 AM
    Very unique and different poem here. Strange enough that it kept my attention and was very entertaining to read. I found the dialogue of Frankenstein himself to really add that extra flavour to your poem~Chris