Up In Flames
My daughter heard
a Decent Cool-lio smart phone stranger
(with an African sounding name)
give a four fifty one Fahrenheit warning
Some said: the fellow was loco insane
Others said,
not taking heed was the crux to blame
Mr. O Mgeni
said he saw a sickly pale man,
in an ivory tower,
feverishly delirium shouting
And each time he opened his mouth,
everything went up in flames
When the spit started to gushing out,
it petrol-fyingly
burned down the calcium frames
Mr. Onyo
sadly viral said,
the charred voting remains
was carbon dust crematory claimed
Some said this stranger
was a Pygmy green card provocateur
Others said this Mgeni fellow
was a temporarily sworn Masai allure
But, I believe
what my daughter said
Shavola told me: Daddy,
the burning photo negatives don’t lie!
Each time he opened up his mouth,
everything burst into flames
When the spit started to spray out,
it gaslight-ingly
burned down the calcium frames
And I bare witness
to what she said
Mr. O Mgeni avowed:
The 451 Fahrenheit early warning came
Some listened for the ominous, approaching sirens
Others didn’t ... too their crying shame
The holographic records retinitis-ously declare:
When the ground-zero man spoke ...
everything not fire retardant
quarantined,
went up in a green pyre of flames
Every wouldn’t osteopathic frame
Tho’ the early warning foreign aid came
Nevertheless, the charred voting remains
was hot-white coals crematory claimed
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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