Flying Bats Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

Flying bats, little eagles!
Why dreaming your days and life away?
Open your dragon blanket off your head
How would you hang upside down in sleep
Aren't you scared that your head ache
Or blood run through holes of your nose?
Lit up your bodies as flickering smoke
Grandpa once told me, you are always lazy
And often hidding away from hard works
Till when bananas turns yellow at night—
Or do you say what I know is not really so?

Flying bats, night hunters!
How long will you stay naked and cold?
Staying naked is a ritual, men in the end will—
I know your big eyes sees what we lack,
Would you tell me all your hidden secrets,
I will bring all the ants in the world to you
And count all the bugs on the hilltops
Why do you stares your eyes in God's eyes
What are your prayers like to him?
Why do you always look him in the mouth?
So shy and even like poor beggars do.

Flying bats, black ghosts!
Lurking serpents, gliding cats
What is your dance through the black air
The field is big for elephant to make its parade
But why do you run to people rooms—
And do crash on standing lamp-posts?
Snails have no house where evil can stay
Don't live your life on strong alcohol
Don't make people talk evil of you again
Seeing you as demon climbing mountain,
Holding his wild basket in his hand.