Chant Of Immortal Ink Poem by PROMISE ITA OKPOHOUDEME

I am the deity of Fathers,
Ink of eternal grail,

I am the soul of the forest,
Annex by the Ocean of eternal ages,

I am the Tiger of this forest. Even,
The eternal Whale in the Ocean,

I am an only breathing hellfire,
Ink consumes the Lucifer.

I've seen the Green forest in mighty fret
Growing with no fixed odds for gamblers to bet

I flow to see the Black diamond like an eternal foot-match
Leading away from the global match

Growing like a plant without her branches
She's a building without her thatches

Because necromancy blinds the lenses of her thatchers,

Even, against the digest of several verses,

I will forever be a sinner to evil!
Wearing Agbada to daily vigil,

They've shut the brightness at her corridors,
Sweeping her away from every door (s) ,

What's not fine,
Before this kind?
But, they tap them wine,
Why blowing them constant wind!

Oh black, naked being!
I am a chanting immortal ink,

The rapists break your thine,
All is not fine!

You've fished them fishes,
They're smoking you like the fishes,

Look beyond your hairs this day!
I shall flow into the shores,
Curse the cloud against the mighty day,
I shall rape them like the whores.

He, who fanned the air,
Let him expect the wind,
He, who blocked the wind,
Let him await the storms.

They've stirred up the water,
Oh, dark forest eager for the rain!
For your heart is fixed,
Scattering about like pieces of broom,
I flow a red ink for the Sodom in your womb.