I once knew a man named Aloysius
Hyperbolic as hell, superstitious
He avoided black cats
And ladders without slats
He seemed to me frankly quite judicious
Toxic feelings & thoughts
Like do's & don't, taboos & aught's.
Keep vaccinated against them!
Like a coveted gem
Is the full-suit armour of truth,
A balancing against uncouth
Of yours & other's reactions,
Knee-jerk fears & actions.
From whence are they?
How do they play?
Demons laughing at mind frozen,
Stuck-in-the-mud, embolden.
There is a bulwark for it all:
Jesus Christ's clear clarion call!
//Superstitions//
I grew up to know;
// // // //
That a pregnant woman mustn't
be on street in the middle of a sunny day,
for the foetus her stomach houses might
be swapped for spirits from ancestral world.
That a grown up lad that bedwets
should pay twilight homage
to an upright tree
& twist butts in its presence.
That to trip over your left leg tells
/dooms/red light/misfortune/& bad luck/
&whenever I smash my right feet
o'er an hidden root,it's positivity & goodluck.
That when a star rushes down
& vacate the sky,
it's a proverbial way of telling
us 'bout the exit of an hero.
That ghosts find ways out of their beds
& come home each thursdays,visiting
their households & foods should either
be sprayed outside or placed in, uncovered !
That whoever urinates in river has
ignorantly dared Oluweri's wrath
&attendees at his ceremonies shall
be drenched by violent downpour.
That mothers that die aren't dead,
They loiter around,watching after their fruits.
That a sudden weird wave in the ear drum
is an evil call from the terrestrial world.
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Tasleem Fadairo
What are differences
and similarities
between suspicion
and superstition?
One seems rooted in natural
and sinister
causes.
The other in spiritual
and ambiguous
pauses
and becauses.
Although suspicion
could be about grace,
causes of anonymous compassion,
yet of a physical
and natural
curious source--
Probably not metaphysically
spiritually
resourced.
Whether suspicions
and superstitions
are of negative
or positive
or ambiguously unsettled intent,
may have more to do with what we can hold
and invite
with an open hand
and mind
Than what we feel we must grasp
and autonomously own;
extract from living Earth
for mere ego-serving purposes.
What differences
and similarities
co-arise
between anxiety
and anticipation?
What are differences
and similarities
between being a spoke
and becoming an integral part
of a revolutionary wheel
revisioning 20/20 climate climax
An ambiguous
tipping pointed
and yet well-rounded
grounded health legend
for global regenerations
of wealthy superstitions.
If you step on a crack
You will break your mother’s back.
When she made us mad.
It’s all we had.
We would spend hours
Jumping on the sidewalk crack.
It never worked.
So terribly glad.
Do not walk under a ladder
Or break a mirror.
You will have bad luck
From there to here.
If a black cat walks across your path.
You can shudder and shake.
For your life
This will break.
If you see the tooth fairy
You will not get any money at all, simply no dough.
If you see Santa,
Presents he will take home to the North Pole.
Friday the thirteenth.
All things bad will happen to you.
You cannot stop it, honey
Childhood trauma sticks to us like glue.
An empty chair in a
muffled day, starts
a self-import and
falters on steps.
You need the fear, to
strike back, when the
tracer distribution
returns with a ghost.
The discount will substract
from the truth. I will
find the zero at the
end of lies.
Will I concede to the
barter ? Let me first taste
the bitterness of victory,
become drunk on your hate.
Satish Verma
Don’t say that, you better knock on wood
It’s bad to spread misfortune aloud, in front of others
Don’t you know any better? Karma and jinxing are real
Hey! And get off that crack, you’ll break your mama’s back
It’s not so bad to spread misfortune aloud, in front of others
For those who did wrong doing to me and my loved ones
Hey! I’m glad to see you’re standing on that crack.
By the way send your dear mother my sincerest regards
And for those who did wrong doing to me and my loved ones
You should lasso the words escaping your mouth
Send your dear mother my sincerest regards
Just tell her I said it must blow having a child like you
You should hog tie those words before they escape your mouth
Sticks and stones could break bones, words, well they just sting
It must blow for your mom having such a shitty child, sting!
Sorry for the news flash but nobody likes you
Sticks and stones will break your bones, words just tingle
Oh you didn’t know any better? Karma and Jinxing are real
News flash! The world is better off without the likes of you
That’s why you shouldn’t say that, did you knock on wood yet?
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