olawale famodun

Freshman - 722 Points (Lagos Island)

The Beach Prophet - Poem by olawale famodun

He has a tent by the beach
He eats the sands and crabs
Within the white linen robe he wears.
And with his thickly tangled hairstyle
Like a drunken man
He yells the name of ‘Jah! '
With gong of bell on left hand
And a bible colour green gripped
On the other hand.
He screams out for soul
Exactly as if he sang Soul.
In his sand-greased face and beards,
Yelling the name of, ‘Jah! '

Jumping upon the coastal sands
As if it were some sort of trampoline
And he yelled the name of ‘Jah! '
And calls out to souls for deliverance,
Deliverance he does with temperance
Bathing before the bustling beast of the sea.

Ranting and rasping
And then
Panting and gasping
Like a drunken man
Bathing before the bustling beast of the sea.

Topic(s) of this poem: religions

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 15, 2016

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