Once Upon Tortoise And Snail Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Tortoise.
I will not only give legs to my coiling words
I will give them the hitting blow of your weakness
You black pot of sluggish disgrace and shame
The day is coming, coming soon when your
Stupidity shall be made known to the public
You primitive snail of shame and infirmity!
You have dearly poked your rotten fingers into
The bitterness of my spirit man
And I will never allow you dance freely until
I put fire under your anus to burn
Look, you have no legs yet you carry a heavy home
On your back moving. From one place to the other proudly
Oh! Hmmmmmm, what a curse upon you,
When shall you get your freedom proud snail?


SNAIL
Oh foolish tortoise, talk slowly and learn
Your drum is sounding too loud to my ears, gbo!
I understand your words even the one yet in your mouth
When I shall raise my voice, your throat shall be my chorus
You listen! Come out from bubbles to life friend
A black kettle calling pot black
Not in the same world were they made?
First remove that which is your eyes before me
Least thou fall and gnash your teeth.
We are of the same kind, from the same world
Let runners of accusing songs put legs in their words