Posted by Bako James Dele on
At dusk,you come from coma like end time,
At night,your energy saps and you are a graveyard;
Your soul wanders with vigils,funerals,rituals and crime.
You're just soul and body:the spirit of middle class is but a shard;
In religious gatherings,they are friendly enemies:
Your sheep are as dirty as snow but live in coal,
Your gentle wolves love to kill to live for their families.
You're learned;when you weren't you outwith an illiterate;
Others claim to be a 'mart-world';you're a macrocosm:
Some upturn their contents like they the late,
Using eugenics,you keep yours like a protoplasm.
So far as time be and like the sun you're kind,
So far as eternity reigns,you'll be in my mind.