From Sayings- The Imams Hunter Poem by Adeosun Olamide

What has them done
What has them done
What has them done-?
They ask!

They who gift thorny blanket
They ask!

They put in my heart, a poison
And twinge my soul with sting
They plunge in my eyes- sorrows
And bore my bones with scars

That thou doest
You ask-
You filth, masquerade in fine
Thy soul fox in hides’ sheep
Tailored to roar in evil
And bleat in feign

You ask-
You devil garmented in Gods veil

That I curse God with vengeance
Of a dead man
You ask!

Behold!
I am the spoils
The ghost
The bones in grave
The widows’ brute
The orphans’ fiend

The infant
In angst embrace
Suckling spite a demon

And more
That despise forgive

I, victim your teachings
I, prey your silence
Is what you done!
Me!

You,
Committers’ evil in God’s name

I shall make thee, hell a paradise
And make death your hunger
I shall make you a fester for suffering
And make Beelzebub envious my deeds!