I Have Come Poem by Prince Rodoki

I have come with a voice, a hand
to brush earth's façade green and
thin filmed grenades to wand
the warring wasps wangling the land, with ease
have I conquered the cadence of folly sitting
lone and commanding, spitting
verses demanding and grungy curses besetting
the land upsetting, with ease.
I have come with a pain braided basket, two hoes
to lay earth's bawling woes
to rest and lay wreaths on foes
rotting in lunacy dug graves, rotting in peace at ease.
Two hoes have I come with, two hoes to mate
the soil and sputter the earth with its feathered inmate,
marry hoofing damsels and bring their placentas home, to make chaste
the deflowered earth, blooming back with fortitude, in haste, with ease.