BLACK RICHES (A duet by Mesioye affable Johnson and Olanrewaju Moses-Poet ) I Flowing cowries in oldies blood dwelt much The herbalists joy when seeking souls knock Bring tubers maybe I might have a bunch Indeed,eyes saw beauty at the charms park When freedom from masters net left it void Slaving ocean cried out for more fishes Has the whites paddle ceased to stir it-void? Has powers pounded slavery in dishes? Materials genitals exposed to saints His blind sight sent foul news to cerebrum Rhythm at wishes square,dancing might faints What I sought warranted not dead;but doom Now! Elders your food get with holy spoon To eat not with deity spicing death soon! II Why do they shut their gates? Has their proboscis lost its parasitic power? How could they hide away with their diabolic gaits? Where stay the rats when lions cower? Is it not just those yesterdays, That you, in jagged rags, embraced dogged fetishism Losing your saintly face in the race? Did the aroma of cowries bury your in-built heroism? Your streets stank of carcasses of innocent seeds The burglary of your shutters fastened with bones of orphans, You crowded hades because of your beautiful deeds Een natures Police-Nemesis-will not spare your many fans. Time waits for no man, they say, Drop your charms, bury your fangs if you may. (c)MesioyeMoses-poet 2014
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 16:10:44 +0000
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