Devil's Bread Poem by Chibueze Oscar Osuji

A time come therein where life is stunted
In precision to elongate no more,
Such time, man is fear; himself be haunted
He can bear not, no chance for fear galore.

He dug 'neath the earth with the devil's spade
Tossing habakkuk's words distance behind
And burrow the bauxite for escapade;
Gospel's the way, wonder why man is blind.

He tread the core of the devil's brimestone;
He dine with the devil with petite spoon,
Dark attraction to hell as lodestone
Lights of truth arrive not; no sun, no moon.

Throes; the man thus loses his empty head
Woes; for the leav'ning of the devil's bread.