The incubator of my life
Who shines more than the twinkling stars and blazing moon
In the Africa twilight;
And glitters more than precious gold's and diamond's of Africa
I see you!
Mama,
Whose dimples, from where I scoop animation;
Are deeper than the sweet well of Gerar;
The seasoned yellow corn that fills the mouth
I see you!
Shine shine Mama,
My reliable and relentless life support
On whose impenetrable wings I sailed securely in my youth,
Regardless of the distance, traversing life
I see you!
Mama,
Whose unquenching love encompasses all;
The non defaulting mechanism of my locomotive,
Wiser than oracle's of Africa;
I see you!
Mama,
Whose heart is larger than Olumo Rock;
Hands taller and larger than sacred idanre hills;
Who traverses and watches over Africa like a Colossus
Mama of all mothers,
I greet you!
Words left borrowed
heavy on the heart
Actions defaulting
stillborn and dark
Pawning the foundling
orphan on loan
Love unbequested
— dying alone
(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)
Daunting I am here, merely a fear
worth haunting.
In dearly & aware so exhausting, clearly there
& defaulting.
Nearly Despair Appalling, severely I swear
it isn’t stopping.
Loosen now his tight valves.
You do nothing by halves
Not like you've bruised his calves
While he's not got what salves...
His tube deflate through valve:
With six-inch nail hit valve,
The air in tube to halve;
When cops into it delve,
Say "A case of mad valve!"
Ask me my opinion:
It's a heart cast- iron:
A daring to pinion
The arms of one's union,
Dues slicing like onion
In Crowned Lion's Union.
How long you have been defaulting, you know!
O rain! Dear! Don't you have any conscience?
Growing as dark as dusk, soon you turn snow;
Judge you? No. My folks and I are cautious...!
Just a drop of yours cools my heart and mind,
Like nectar forms within buds with no sound;
I break my silence; Drought gone? I stand blind,
Has my mail for torrents, no answer found...?
In lands of barren-wombs, you have no say,
My existence, just like grass, fades so soon;
This is why I've tried and say, come what may!
False-rain has become my eternal boon...!
These I say, because, I reap and I sow,
How long you have been defaulting, you know!
11 May 2022
Our mistakes are paid
in generations of denial
Old footsteps defaulting,
new judgments on file
The future in debt
to invoices past
tomorrow debentured
—arrears mounting fast
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)
success
complete, fruitful
meeting, attaining, winning
triumphs, achiever, fiasco, nonstarter
worsening, defaulting, refusing
faulty, dismal
failure
Date created: 12/30/2021
In debt to the moment,
invoice inscribed…
tomorrow defaulting,
old debits a lie
The hour upon us
whose present awaits,
all payments in cash
—forever rebates
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Defaulting on all past
and future sins
The weight of their debt,
—the present rescinds
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
The Good Time Girl
She was beautiful in a floozy sort of way too much
lack in her hair and dramatic make up.
When I was young and before I married I used to
visit her when the need was there.
Well I got married and was happy for some time,
but my wife left and we divorced.
I visited the old tart again as she had been accommodating,
but her life style had taken bitter its toll.
She was glad to see me, but when she undressed her
body had cigarette burns that spoke for itself.
I put her dress on; she had a defaulting breathing yet
lit a cigarette… I called for an ambulance.
She died in the night of emphysema and I thought
why didn’t I love her instead of my ex wife?
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