LONELY NOT LOWLY.
If blazing fire smoulders my feet
For no earthen soil shall it like a girdle stand
And when flood comes visiting with tse-tse
For all ships seem to be capsizing
Earth-frozen,when lightning thunder rumbles
For all bumble sounds seems as the ghommids’
Footsteps in melancholy,the constant beats of no tomorrow
If this flu tide rip,whose handkercher shall wipe it ?
Butterflies feasting on garden of no flowers ?
Or illumination in a room of no bulb ?
An obsolete,archaic page as the pillar of a library ?
A portrait of no light but total shade – t’is oblivion !
But when the sun breaks loose from *osupa*,
Bulbless roofs might reincarnate bulbous
Lepidopteran nectars might serve thee gods
In shoddyism,portrait might gain lightened shadow
Smothered feet might gain cooling from coal,
Catarrhal might run in company of companions
If this ladder leads to aorta-my pen at a daggerpoint !
©Balogun Yusuf Gemini
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