SHALL I JUST TAKE A WALK AROUND THE SUN?
Shall I just take a walk around the sun?
Though, this is hard and demanding yet, copacetic,
Rough, tough and full of thorns, a trip or son,
As the harmattan wrestles with the sand in mystic,
And sometime too hot the eyes of the rays,
For everything cold was burnt from coal and heat,
And often dark from dark; as it pryingly pays,
For not all who wander are lost, by chance, the treat;
But in enmity of eternity shall we wrinkle,
Like the Swan in the Arabian swoop, in travesty,
For the sun can be a frenetic foe you tackle,
The gumption to dine in the zenith of thirsty,
A nude that shamelessly assault my consigliere,
So long lives this, and the ventriloquism of her lingerie!
Categories:
pryingly, 12th grade, africa, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
SHALL I JUST TAKE A WALK AROUND THE SUN?
Shall I just take a walk around the sun?
Though, this is hard and demanding yet, copacetic,
Rough, tough and full of thorns, a trip or son,
As the harmattan wrestles with the sand in mystic,
And sometime too hot the eyes of the rays,
For everything cold was burnt from coal and heat,
And often dark from dark; as it pryingly pays,
For not all who wander are lost, by chance, the treat;
But in enmity of eternity shall we wrinkle,
Like the Swan in the Arabian swoop, in travesty,
For the sun can be a frenetic foe you tackle,
The gumption to dine in the zenith of thirsty,
A nude that shamelessly assault my consigliere,
So long lives this, and the ventriloquism of her lingerie!
Categories:
pryingly, 12th grade, africa, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
Anarchy is witnessed,
Strategy is called for,
Youthfulness is called upon,
Execution is on the roll.
Motivated by materialism,
The conscience is sold out
Indiscipline rules willfully, and
Fear is the air to breathe.
Scenes of violence all over
Generated by the “gods”
Yes, the "gods"and barbarians of the “science of power”
Leaving nothing but an eyesore
Venoms of influence are pryingly invited and spat out
Igniting a scene of social unrest, and
They sit in the comfort of their abode. Whilst,
Observation becomes the ally of their misdeed.
Horror is witnessed
Sorrow is the bitter taste.
Terrorism yet to be invited and
Saboteurs, oh yes, Political Saboteurs pry in their abode
Rationality conflated with conviction is consulted
Options are laid nakedly on the table
Complex is the choice to be made
Yet, a decision must be made.
Let them be combatant of their own combat.
By,
Augustine A. Harun Jnr.
AJ Harun
Categories:
pryingly, political
Form: Personification