If Tumorrow Meets Us Not

Tell them! Look on to my face And let fall the secret We hided in the invisible bier Of eternity When all eyes and ears were blinded and deafened By sleep Let the vultures Of the evil forest Spice my body For a glamorous banquet! Say it! I have heard already The gossip from the women On the way to the stream At dawn From the Nayiri's gong beater I have heard the fearful decree And equally, I have seen the spears of monstrous laughter Burst the cheeks of our foes Sister,tell mama, To weep no more For when the stubborn fowl Digs deep the ground It exposes the bones Of its ancestors The mouse madly Went to the cattery To buy itself the meat Of a kitten Love,love,love! like a cunning fox Baited the hungry fowl With the meat of a cockroach And not could it have resisted I knew forbidden was the eaten fruit But what cause or reason Could have the dog unleash the juicy bone The broadened hips of Nasara Made visible by her Tight-shortened kente skirt Could have made me Grill my fingers In a wild inferno unawarely The sight of her ladybird-like skinned beads Lustfully stimulated me And i would have mounted A bull forgetfully What of the well-filled erected balls on her chest That itched my palms always For her round botty, That swayed like a leave Quaked by a violent tempest Did nearly broke my neck For vying with it always In each direction it went The fearful taboo of chastity We have smitten The womb of Nasara Shelters the flesh of my blood And there awaits no option Other than a bloody execution If tumorrow meet us not, Remember the aged love song We sang togather When the full white moon Came passing Remember the soft chorus I Joined in with That silenced the envious song birds The mucus may do it worse But never does it go off With the nose I still remain your only cow boy That robbed you milk and cheese And paid the penalty With my bare back That suffered the pains Of papa's whip…