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REMAIN SILENT OR YOU DIE!

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The White Room  My room is cold. It feels like there are ice packs inside my straitjacket. I have complained severally but no one listens here. The doctors say it is my imagination that is playing pranks on me. But I tell you, it is not. Right now I feel like there is liquid ice in my skull instead of my grey matter. I wonder where the cold is coming from, but it is there. The doctors can say whatever they like.  I am the one feeling the cold in my veins. I feel an itch in my hair. At first I ignore it but it wouldn't go away. The straitjacket wouldn't let me scratch so I squirm angrily. The itch attacks again with a vengeance. Lice. Running loose in my tangled hair. I kneel and use my head to rub the foamy floor. The itching stops.  I had stopped taking showers long time ago. The attendants ignore me but once in a while the doctors force me into the water  to remove the grime but I always give them a good fight. More than once, the attendants have had to vi

THE RACE BEGINS AGAIN

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They have come again to the track Familiar faces awaiting the pistol crack And he that gets there first Shall soon have a puffed up chest The license to rape they seek So now they are humble and meek The rules and the prize is theirs All that we have is hope and fears Have they not raped us enough And kept our fingers from the trough? Have they not cut our tongues That we may not speak of their wrongs? Since we have no voice, no will We know 'what may' not 'what will So our hope lies in the reaper Who’ll judge those that keep us paupers? Written during the 2011 Presidential polls aftermath

BEFORE YOU….

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Before you I stand Under the spell of your wand Dumbed by your voice, Deafened by your silence. Before you I squat My thoughts a puzzling knot. I feel a bond, a tie As I gaze into your eye. Before you I bow in awe Kissing your feet in search of succor. I’ve sworn never to leave Unless what I seek you give. Before you I lie. Like a bird in the sky I’ll soar on the wings Of the peace your voice brings. Before you I quake Like one before a burning lake. Trembling at the sting of your words Tearing at my heart like broads. Before you I sleep In your care my life I keep. Living on your breath Losing it will be my death. Before you I’ll age. Until then, I live in your cage. I sing knowing that you’ll hear And hoping that you’ll care Before you I’ll die. I tell you, the time is nigh. If my plea you heed not, Here before you I’ll rot. …Are you the one touching me? Is it your lips kissing me? Is that my head

CAPRICE

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Like a thousand arrows My heart is pierced by sorrow For my eyes see not the angel That used to make my pride swell. She it was who made my heart glad Like a poor beggar clad In the raiment’s of a king; Would not his soul sing?     You are not the damsel I met By the river washing the fishing net Yes! You are not the angel I knew With whom my cares were few For then, your eyes were mild But now they be stern and wild Like those of a heathen savage Stalking a foe in fitful rage. Now, as I look into your eyes Deeper into my heart the arrow bites For I see snarling in there That which strangles my heart with fear. There in your eyes prowls a threat And it has seized my breath And your words carry a sword Which into my heart has bored My dove, where is thy spirit For you are nothing but chaff without it And what use is the husk of a corn When the useful grain is gone? The fruit of the palm will not be sought If the kernel lie

OLIVIA

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Olivia! The name stronger than aged wines Fresher than the grape dangling on the vines Olivia! The golden one, fairest of the fairest belles She is mine, lay the feast, ring the wedding bells Olivia! White Lilly standing in a field of rushes Oh! How she smiles, how she blushes Olivia! She is the fairest of thousands Her eyes are the envy of almonds Olivia! She is my queen and I am her knight. Her voice is the song I hear at night Olivia! In my dreams, she lies in my arms And I roam, lost in her wondrous charms Olivia! Today I walk down the aisle To make her words the color of my smile

TEARS FOR THE DEAD

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My face is wet And i know not yet Whether it be rain or tears My heart beats With spasmodic feats Is it anticipation or fears? I see through the blur Of an eye drowned in color Lifeless, the fingers that led me through the years O reaper, blind Did you not a ripe fruit find? Now rain doth mix with my tears

DEAR DADDY

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Nothing can replace a father's love!!! Let my words poke the eyes of your ears. Words from a heart clogged by fears; A heart suffocating within an armored cyst. A cyst formed by the iron fists of a beast; The beast whose swimming seeds formed me. Me; I sit now grown and humble before thee. Listen to the beat of a heart biled By the bitter words that your lips piled Into ears deafened by words brewed by you. Ears green like a leaf bathed by the morning dew Dew that washed my legs in the mornings Mornings that sired nights of weepings See these fingers pointing, cursing. Fingers shriveled by years of wanting; Wanting that led to the comfort of the dump; The dump where they sought the frozen lump When you were too drunk to fill the plate The plate that stayed empty until late. Feel the anger of a shredded soul Rising from beneath the weight of your sole. Your sole that trampled and crushed Until out the juice of hope rushed. Hope that I now sniff in the