Beneath The Feet Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

After decades of torments and struggles,
His bones cracked and wept heartily,
His legs disagreed throading on the harmless bottles,
And kept him indoor like a-day littlun of january.
The fortune he piled up stabbed him,
Under his comfort roof, oppressions seize his peace.
The then lovely moment gave no more pleasure to him,
Because the end of the race is no longer a tease.
'kpo, kpo, kpo', the vessel of misery banged his door.
Coupled with misfortune he emerged.
His lovely sad trend pulled down the man's joy,
As he pierced his hand and took his soul in desguise:
''Cumi' with me, your period is done,
Lay now beneath your feet and let us be gone! '.

C.2017