Sequence Poem by alonge oluwabukolami

i have placed the pot of excuse
on the fire set by inadequacies
let men add their bits
and chuncks of faults
and women
adorn their head and neck with nag and insult

Let the wind scatter fury all around
let it stick in men's face,
hair and eyes
Let it be lost
Temper
and let loose
Fury

The women be thrown into a trance
by confusion
and the children skip like rams
let the birds in the air fly to saftey like Gadaffi
and the fishes swim to their citadel

Let those memories fade away
like a scar smeared with shea-butter
torn by time
like tattered clothes torn by the wind
be buried in the sand of time
like an hidden treasure