The Sub-Saharan Prophecy
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Attractive, tall, well muscular and good looking is Mr. Regiani
a beating drum's aura and the charisma of a violin choir
chooses the stars to interact without the need of a telescope
and always in purchase of suits with their own natural fragrances
a mister in the hearts of all in the neighbourhood
not strict, just so selfish, self righteous and domineering
friends with like minds top his priority to his own children
invited guests flocking in to make some of his sons illegitimate
all eyes must turn away from the east because he sees west
all hearts must stay hopeful and dry because his drinks alone
a family so complete and balanced, his uncommon blessing
yet stirs terribly to an ultimate scatter using his own hands
cry after cry, opponents form on both sides of his partition
he then eats and make merry while the least of his blood lie sick
turning a human to camel, the victim comes from near his bedroom
lines up his seedlings to inhale the fart of his rude gaseous release
encouraging mediocrity for the productive to pay heavy taxes
a son grows from boy to man, nurturing the hate of this identity
nature and life stand with him to use history’s angry signature
he stays in the heated court to successfully change his surname
development comes with freedom
but not without sacrifices and determination
mr. Fariba’s liberty and new identity are expressed
as he conquers his father’s heartless dominance.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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