The Cracked Pillar

By Gilbert Mapengo Mwanguku Unable to stand the horrendous cacophony that comes with the holly typhoons from the west A dwindling struggle for life with a riffle while the edges smuggle maggots and goats Red eye is the destined transition yet blue is the nature of the pupil yellow drops pour endlessly The pillar is pregnant again Now with triplets like pets Melancholy, foray and agony Tied up in a wagon of bygones trying to define a smile in times of a calamity glory written on the faces of ants they have found a home yet in the other dark crack is a rat worried about the impending fate in case the pillar is pronounced late Then the earth sonorously quakes the wheels of wind roll like the rapid blood flow from the gallows Darkest clouds in rage converge In the background pounding ambiances heard Sober minds and sombre moods pass the time Thunder cracks, and the pillar is down kissing mother earth