Thegolden Apple
THE GOLDEN APPLE
J. OLUSESAN ADEBANJO
09 JULY 2016
I WAS BORN, I GREW, I FLOURISHED, I SPROUTED
DESPITE THE DROUGHT, I BECAME STOUT
I BOOMED, I PROSPERED, I THRIVED, I BLOOMED
SATIN STEMMED AND OLIVE CAULINE LEAVES
STRONGER BY THE HOUR, YIELDING OUT FLOWERS
GROWING IN POWER, GROWING INTO A TOWER
I AM THE OLIVE STEMMED APPLE TREE
FROM THE BLUES, CAME THE WILD FIRE CAUSED BY THE NATURE
RAGING AND STORMY, BILLOWING AND FIERCE
EATING ALL IN ITS PATH, GULPING ALL IN ITS WAY
DANCING THROUGH A FRENZY PATTERN
DELIRIUM, DANGEROUSLY AROUND MY SATIN PETALS
FLARING, FLAMING, THINKING TO HAVE DESTROYED ME
NO WATERING, NO FOOD
I AM THE MOLTEN APPLE TREE,
FRESHNESS CAME, VITALITY FOLLOWED
I GREW, I FLOURISHED, I PROSPERED
MORE SOLID EVERY HOUR
GOLDEN STEMMED, BRIGHTLY BEAUTIFUL
FLOWERING EVERY HOUR
THE FIRE HAD ME MORE STUNNING
STRONGER AND BETTER, GOLDEN PETALS
I BLOOMED, I FLOWERED BY THE HOUR
LUSHLY AUREATE, GOLDEN BLOOM
I AM THE GOLDEN APPLE
ADORNMENT AND LOVE FROM THE WINDS
SHELTERS TO THE BIRDS OF THE AIR
ADMIRATION TO THE LADIES OF THE EARTH
LONGING FOR A BRIEF LUST HOPING IT LASTS AS FOREVER
DAMSELS AND CHICKS WANTS A TASTE OF ME
ADMIRERS, LADIES LINING TO SNEAK A FILL OF ME
GOLDEN DELICIOUS AND LUSCIOUSLY TASTEFUL
ALL SAVORING AFTER ME.
GOLDEN AND SEDUCTIVE WITH POWER
MORE STUNNING BY THE HOUR,
I AM THE GOLDEN MAN
Copyright © Joseph Adebanjo | Year Posted 2016
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