I Have Home It
At home, I have witness them all,
Witness the process of germinating
From precious seed sown amongst thorn and tares,
To taken root, even when there’s no chance
There is unverified full hatred,
Wild spurious jealousy from unlikely,
To nothing he would amount, voices their hearts;
Contrariwise, out of nothing came something,
I have been slain, buried and resurrected
Used, laundered and rejected like a dress
Kindred, neighbours, acquaintance fellows alike
I dreamt of monitors, daemons with sharp horns
On top, with needle arrows aiming at me;
Vomiting fierce sulfur Dragon blocking my path,
Seen faceless monsters hindering me,
Fearsome beast from ancient castle stalking me,
Even Goliath ghost with quadruple eyes on the thorax
Nails shooting out like razors,
Mysterious the Thing with dozen of various heads
And the deadly blood angry serpents
Issuing forth, curling like hair and like smoke.
I came to where the godfather turned in
The only begotten for sacrifice for gore,
And a son pledge the mother to gain wealth,
A man after gaining illusory riches
Began to pack hyenas into his closest
Boding migrating to extinction,
Gingerly being the same soft vessels
Began to hiss, hound, tearing and calling
Heaven and earth to loose
And pour down venom on likable.
They quests and guests for witchcraft
Taking would be expected thought of foes,
And brought home this deadly talisman
Applied them and used accordingly on intended
The one used must be potent than the one
Already prepared for protection against antagonist
Test negativity means scoffer is given to taste
The prepare soup.
Copyright © Afolabi Taiwo | Year Posted 2011
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