Spent Jokes On Them Are Really On You Poem by Moses Kainwo

spent
and done
you can go now
emancipation will dance
on your head hands and feet
fly into that colourless world body
your friends await your entry
emancipation will dance
on you like on them
go and be
spent

jokes
head first
then the rest
what you leave behind
is not yours but ours and theirs
jump out of this colourful world body
your friends await your approach
this is graduation for you
and them before you
not acted
jokes

on
switch on
those dead batteries
farewell to grave indifference
you now eat and drink to your maker
your last meal or dance have no wings for the flight
they are truly the meal and dance of worms
the first-tier welcome for a celebrity
dead batteries come alive
as you go
on

them
the object
of a spent force
are not forgotten there or here
regardless your acquired senile jargons
just leave them behind but also gain them ahead
your maker views your smartness there
with sheer shame and lament
denounce the punches
and you have
them

are
you there
theorist mathematician
your turn is here to be there
no retractions of aberrations body
the greatest of the great will welcome you
as he did Solomon caulker before
davidson nicol as you choose
as their callings were
so yours
are

really
really really
a surprise awaits you
who walk on your blistered hands
like you would pick up spoons with jigger toes
god was quick to announce his shocks when he made you
no regrets just move on and take your place
golden outfits and tools galore
unlike those behind you
go and enjoy
really

on
then body
onto deeper depths
to impregnate the unfertilized
then to higher heights to abort your babies
move on body in solemn answer to that great call
no denying to float a well-spiced body
no denying to float a hopeful soul
your gifts of shoes
and robes are
on

you
is death
but me is life
or the beginning of life
for good eyes and ears and heart
spent jokes on them are really on you
journey with it on anxious feet
all queries fall on their backs
because me is life a-
gainst death for
you