Joba Akinola Poems
|3.||The Poetry Flows||10/5/2010|
|4.||Across The Bridge||10/5/2010|
|5.||I Need Red||10/5/2010|
|8.||I Must Fly||10/5/2010|
|9.||Why Should I?||10/5/2010|
|10.||It Was Me||10/5/2010|
|11.||Tonight I Sleep With Mother Earth||10/6/2010|
Those sultry nights, those salty thighs she parted for me,
Her own pearly gates, wrapping me and giving me a taste of heaven,
Sadly, it was all pearls before swine, for I was undeserving.
Through those lonely cold dusks she gave her dawn to me,
Warming my loins with the pore in her core - the furnace in her oven,
Those sultry nights, those salty thighs she parted for me.
Her care, her love and her trust she forever lavished on me,
Every other thing she didn't dare or care to share, for me was a given
Sadly, it was all pearls before swine, for I was ...