Eden Of Fantasy Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

EDEN OF FANTASY

Each stroke of my thought resembled
the path left by an earthworm burrowing
through wet ground in a rainy season.
I was sent to market by her with silence
which I can't reject even in the darkest
part of me, I can't even in the dream!
How come that you are trying to flog a woman
who has sought your protection? She asked
When a child receives a hair cut, the size of
his head becomes obvious, I have dived forward
to destiny of glory. If I could exchange my eyes
with the sky's, I would go back to Eden where
beauty began its journey and impartation from.
The breadfruit falls for those who do not know
how to eat the Ukwa dish without been ashame.
Why didn't Eve eat such fodder in my presence.
The soul of a man is a far country, impossible to
explore by a mortal man without a spiritual eyes,
I have explored the other side of Eden with it
fantasy through a scary eyes faggoted with
a fire and brimstoned with the throatful Adam.
Here is the river of darkness of the garden
in the old: beautiful but scaring with the
vision-less face of the godly God. Reach the folkstone of imperfection through the air of falsehood and we can retrieve that which was
lost by one man, one woman which stand against man. Remain here with my thoughtand perish
like a vegetable labelled guilty of impersonation
by nature.


(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016