Feyisayo Anjorin

Rookie (April 29,1983 / Akure, Nigeria)

A King's Crossroad - Poem by Feyisayo Anjorin

Pulled by the beauties of shadows,
Chasing brightly coloured feathers in the wind;
Many paths calling to be followed,
Many longing eyes on the king.

Visions in the loins of the moment,
Sensual consciousness of scented herbs,
Leaks of energy, hands of torment;
Visions of shepherds and herds.

A ring, and many crooked fingers,
Beacons of Ero's consent;
A throne in a field of vipers;
The giants' contest, a midget's contest.

Mixed wine savoured in secret;
Different tastes and a thirst for difference,
Familiar like the street creed;
A crowned head, a slave of influence.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012

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