Chris Jibero

(Ugbawka)

A Splash of Pain


Pain is so carelessly doled out
From a monstrous fetish pot
A concoction from hell
By messengers of death
A messy epidemic splash
Claiming many souls
And tainting numerous soles
Agents of dispersal
Spreading acrimony rapidly
Smelling offensively
Like a decomposing destructive swine
Publicly hanged with a twine
To compensate the injured
And appease the aggrieved

And happiness, like a nimble fairy
Shows her comely face unfairly
Here and there occasionally
As a puppet of an unknown power
Percolating mildly
Like the vapour
Of distilled aromatic liquor
A sweet smelling savour
Pungent pain deliberately inflicted on my people.

(c) Chris Jibero. 2012.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 12, 2012

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