The Beast No Light Poem by HAZEEM OLADIPUPO OLUWATOBI KAZEEM

The truth is dark,
Yet it must be told.
The day grows dim,
Were you ever told?

The tortoise boasts
That he is the wisest;
The fox, in silence,
Sharpens its cunning.

Beware the razor,
Beautiful to behold,
Yet eager to kiss
And cut through your skin.

The goat desires
Only your cassava,
Gnawing and nibbling
Till nothing remains.

And when it is done,
It beckons the serpent,
Inviting its venom
To settle in your veins.

Then leaves your body
To the circling shadows,
Hungry wings above,
Waiting to carry
What remains of you away.

For in the end,
When the light reveals itself,
The beast in no light,
Beasts no light.