Let Devil Pick the Carcasses
Lying on a beautiful lawn next to me is
Ever eager and ready for anything is a beauty
twittering me steadily with charming glances
Doodling with my heart are twinkling eyes
Every glance at her increased my heart-beats
Victory rings bells in my wild animal being
I imagine riding a horse in the soothing winds,
“Let devil pick the carcasses”, she voiced my heart
Pointing at me is the nose of high expectations
in the dark forests of restless and delayed action.
Caressing fingers explored hills and valleys and
kept visiting the savanna and the plateau of my being
The equatorial regions got constant rains of her palm
Hot Lips parted ready for a protracted warfare
Ears curious to hear good news to enjoy rare fruits
Cautiously she plots to grab and colonize my country
according to the law of sensual pleasure and leisure
Rich in smile she tells me in unsettling whisper;
“Come close, you like it or not tonight heaven
and earth will descent upon two of us tonight.
Sermon the lonely cloud to report the battle
Screen the scene and send to our Master above.
Every carcass that will be in the scene of criminal joy,
Satan must carry away as exhibit to court of sorrows”.
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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