Execution
EXECUTION
Fire! Fire! Fire !
Dreams come and go
In the midst of the thought of a
Dead and the living
Confined in its galley deep inside
A dungeon, waiting to be wasted
In not a far distance time
I am a dead that lives : Oh forgive me!
Of all the robbing, kidnapping and millions of crimes
That rock the world in fright
Beating hard, chastening and pruning
I am the dead that lives : Oh preserve me!
Let not my body be thrown
To the flying vultures and the crawling maggot
Hence deflowered its raging beauty that
Attract earthly ladies like a moth in the nightlight
I am a dead that speaks: Oh remember me
With my little chicks left uncared
And my dearest that is heavy with pregnant
Twins or trio, i will not wait to see
Neither will i touch before the dust return to dust
The vesper is nigh to dim the daylight in a matching fire
That send the words of my into memories
I am a dead that moves : Oh heavens gate
Prepared for the induction, i hope you can open now
While i crawl in the sound of the gunshot
Before i will be accelerated in the speed of ghost return
Only in a flashing dream
Trembling and in awesome goodbye to all
My treasures, wherein i took the pleasure
My weeping mother that feeds me with her milk
My jewel on whose breast i rest
My replicates, the hope of my regeneration.
Copyright © Akolade Adewunmi | Year Posted 2012
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