AN OUTCAST IN RENOWNED MANOR

Written by: kelechi Emeaba

In 
what 
ways 
is 
self-
help 
guide 
quod 
erat 
demostrandum,  
An 
outcast 
in 
renowned 
manor!
barely 
given 
a 
libate 
to 
quodlibets 
own 
existence,
Every 
year 
in 
fictitious 
lands 
of 
historic 
romance,
Belied 
the 
fecundity 
and 
its 
uberous,
In 
ambience 
of 
nature 
endowed 
with 
whole 
lots 
of 
nacre,
All 
worth 
in 
many 
of 
its 
return,
went 
singeing 
about 
the 
ambuscade,
Like 
sheep 
without 
a 
shepherd
Miswent 
hopes, 
choice 
and 
settled 
as 
if 
mendicant ;
Even 
so 
the 
local 
tribesmen 
couldn’t 
tuck 
owns 
sleeves.
To 
our 
unborn 
I 
bet 
you 
will 
as 
well 
toe 
same 
path,
One 
must 
put 
up 
symptom 
in 
quantum
Rhine 
wine 
made 
from 
grapes 
only 
grown 
in 
Rhine 
valley
For 
all 
we 
have 
lost
It’s 
onus , 
revindication 
called 
upon
Never 
heed 
or 
suborn 
again 
unto 
an 
evil 
courting 
In 
lieu 
remain 
sac’ 
less 
and 
always 
in 
mind
These 
that 
we 
knew 
nothing 
about 
shall 
never 
often 
chew 
not 
the 
fat, 
the 
rag 
on 
our 
primogenital 
infractions
Before 
own 
very 
machismo 
Cause 
it 
becomes 
a 
trounce 
very 
unremitted  
the 
moment 
we 
chattered 
and 
dash 
against 
mankind, 
Neither 
will 
I 
keep 
at 
bay 
Nor 
liege 
to 
the 
league
For 
a 
day 
will 
reveille 
before 
our 
rivalry 
and 
lief 
shall 
be 
us 
on 
evince
Secede 
from 
our 
senile 
sentinel!