Adventure Of Raphael Poem by okafor ogochukwu

I sail through the darkened quagmire
Leave behind me, not a mile.
On the port of oblivion I meet sire
I kiss the ground, saying sir
Go forth and go out of the mire
Cut the thorns and piercing wires.
This adventure not thus my desire
On this route I would nonetheless ply
Night befalls me on the sly
The night-crawlers heavenly fly
In my stomach a reviling cry
Left in my hands, just a fry
Its movements to and fro, so wry.

The second day consciously born
Enslaved to the impending sun
My attire quaintly worn
Now vigorously torn.
One moon-light gone in my slum
A new ego-bum
Transpire below average norm
Sailing to the records of a worm
I am just an everyday Tom
My service digs-up my tomb.

Third day my visions exposed
A delightful imbroglio
A clear dominion imposed
Flattened to an embryo.
Dink, ding, dang
The shattered nerves bang
And my bones in gangs
Shoot-out rather familiar tangs
Shuddering bodily slangs
Rendezvous in brain-bands
Omnipresent classic yin-yang
In an altitude of magical wand.
Mission rendered was no wangle
But least expected the crawling tangle
In darkness again my soul mingles
And the tooth in the coldness tingles
In my faint thoughts, I cuddle
Back and forth in darkness cradle.

Fourth day, an exposé to reality
Totally lost the sense of sanity
Commensuration and tenacity
A hopeless vanity.
And now my memory fails me
While my visions keeps playing tricks
I see my son in the garden of greens
We play round and round, his laughter real
But the air in my trachea, cut loose
I lay flat on my adventures noose.