Gezira Poems | Examples

Iceman

He is a porcupine 
Armed with lethal quills 
You massage his butts 
Butts from which comes atomic bomb 
He fumes and shoots himself 
Apparently a terrorist attack

He is a wild domestic bird 
With a spiky beak that pecks not on faded pupils 
Eyes of a wild cat 
His hands bleed with honey 
He tastes it not

He is a scorpion of the plain 
He stretches his wrinkled tail 
The tail which is lethal 
The tail which does not retaliate 
It only stings his back

His face is the mighty warmth of the Sun 
Warmth that does not melt ice 
His face grows kales and cabbages he tastes not 
See stalks of sugarcane on this dry spell 
Do guard this gezira from the iceman

He spits beer and spirits 
He indulges in them 
And urinates with his belt 
His mouth is a heap of tusks 
Which earns him no sterling pound

You iceman with coded language 
You are the cradle of dismay 
Your footprints are mass graves 
You laugh when he removes his trousers 
And orders it to enter his wallet 
Are you a wizard?

You call him a jackass 
To cry beer and spirits 
Before he scavenges on his own carcass 
Yet you fracture his bones and suck oil 
You wizard must die of asthma