SHE’S BUSY

As her lower lips swallowed him
To give him pleasure
She felt like puking
because gilt choked her
The moon is full
whence did the romance associated with the act go?
or dignity it deserves?
Her mind lies there still –thinking
As her hips like the wheels of a train
moves in a quick routine gyrations
to end her continual misery
that sees her with a few coins
She is busy living her life.

My love

The grief of your absence
Takes away
The beauty in a rose,
The glamour in a sunrise
The romance in a moonshine
Its mystic silence and dilemma
Causes tension in the air
Tension so thick
No bird can fly through
Nor a sharp razor cut through.

COME WONDER WITH ME

Come wonder with me
What goes on in His mind when;
he forcefully takes pleasure between
her tender toddler –senile thighs
and wants her other and another innocent sister,
She puts on the counter her body for trade,
she presents her unseen baby for death
he takes money as a wild gesture to butcher her.
he misleads his congregation, Amen.
he let lie with him his fellow men.
he demands pay for what’s rightfully free,
he conveniences for damages and time with money
With generous sharp blade do cut an exit for life
he in ice-cold-blood life do squeeze, -the trigger
or set fire and watch as his life evaporate
Come, Come wonder with me

AS THE SAD SUN WENT WEST TO HIS LUCKY LOVER

As the sad sun went west to his lucky lover
She sought also to be with me
With her coffee cherry lips
And her boiled yams arms
held me tight through the night
Against her bare berry black silk smooth skin
And gave me sweet white wine till dawn
Without letting go or think things through
Until the satisfied and smiling sun came East from lucky lover
To shine and show
What a goodtime he had last night