(poem inspired by the biblical book of Revelation)
In the end,
Great gloomy sights shall visit the earth
As fiery angels of battle brandish blazing swords,
Piercing the sinning heart
With the bloody feel of revenge!
Stars shall fall into our huts
Like fast dropping rains on thatched roofs.
We shall see sons of the sky
Trumpet judgement with an elephant tusk!
Mama mi,
The slave drivers shall visit the land again!
And a randy raunchy harlot shall drive bloody beasts,
Selling strong warriors to merchants for few cowries
Who will cleanse the land when
She is the concubine of all our worthy kings?
Ooni of Ife
Jaja of Opobo,
Oba of Benin
Alaafin of Oyo
Obong of Calabar
Olukare of Ikare
all clasps her wrapper in frenzied passion
Children of my mother,
Who will save our land
When randy harlots live among us?
interesting ideas all through penned with an inner urge to release something..10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Marieta, for your thoughtful comment.It's appreciated