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G-Guys

I 'Fine boy looking ugly', Dread lock,crazy jean,vassace palm, Gucci wrist-watch,Iphone 7s,painted roof, Eight damsels,twelve olosho and three extra phones. Frosh! 12-5am; his internet vigil. Hunting wealth in wealthy forests. He doesn't give a ****,if the culprit is his niece, Or rather blood bond of any related vagabond. Cash! He risk his destiny; unknowingly. Three years of luxury,two minutes in a cell, Decades and millenium in hell,eternity in lake of fire. A swift pleasure is swallowed by an haughty destruction. Gone! II 'Fat/plumpy stomach,gulder belly' The gossip of hippoppotamus. Was elected among the top eleven, To defend his team and score a goal. He shot the ball,and that was a Goal! It's sweet to break opponent's heart- 'Cos it accompanies honour to you. After a goal and the half time- To score is interesting-,on the pitch,he kept scoring. Misused! Now,the referee had blown the whistle. Full time,but he won't leg go off the ball. He wants to score more and more goals- Since goal is interesting. But the police manhandled him. Gosh! Later,he was released. And was placed on the pitch again. Because he was skilful in legs, And dusts served as entourages to his sole. Welcome! He read the history of the club, And was unveiled to him-players that had rob. William,Imole,Iyanu's parents are included. Then he intended to score few goals but many fouls. Decision! He attracted more attentions with fouls, After each match he returns to his abode. With variants gains from the fans. He disguised to the fans and mates. To him it's Revenge! What his fore father missed; Preceeded rulers had took their wealth. So he decided to score more goals than his father. 'The latter is supposed to be wealthier than former'. Revenge! Sooner or Later,he was convicted, 'Three hundred and fifty billion dollars'. Eighty flats coupled with twenty duplex. Fleets of exorbitant cars and oceans of Jets. Eliminated! III 'Abracadabra,oh ihmmmm' White suit,white tie,white sole, White cars,white Bible but black soul. Twenty concubines,three Asanmu*. Pastor! "We'll be holding a great programme, Most mighty men of God will be present. Fast,pray and come with filled pocket. 'Who gives to God,will God return to". Thief! "This holy water is prayed into by seven prophets, Three women and four fasting fierce men. It takes away ailments even before they arrive. Only Sold for five thousand naira,buy and be saved". Ajibole* "This land of prayer is never deflowered. May 6th 1997,was it born. It's naming ceremony was done by a great prophet. But your entry fee is Five hundred naira." Avun! Those sects, Listed above there. Offspring of Lucifer and Sheol. Higher killers. Sending souls And intuity on errand,at the Expense of precious souls and innocent clans. They all are birds of same Feathers flockingly grooving together. Fresh face,annointed theif,ordained Robbers,elected killers,promoted takers,talented Liars,circumcised disguiser,corrupted priest, Honoured-men of rod,Slaves to mammon; they all are G-guys! 17:19:08:13:57

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