The Visions That Haunt Us Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Fated upon a godless world
Or art on a demons shore
Your suffering would be less
And your burden- desirable
But so- is yours, a hell here
That curse us too, that should see
And sow in our heart-
The poisons to save ye,
And sharpens the knife to free ye

The sons that shall die
The friends that shall come lost
The lover that shall languish in grief
The choices you didn't make
A sojourn you didn't take-
The fields you shall toil upon
The mines you shall sweat in
The sires you shall heed
The whips that shall eat your flesh
O, the rains shall beat you
The sun shall madden you
And the choices you shall make
The words you shall utter
The fist it makes you throw-
-O, the prayers I say
Should we cut his tiny fingers
Should I or how shall I make him dumb?
The choices we shall make
-O, the scars awaits ye
The chains you shall seek unfettered
The embrace your mien hungers
But the noose that shall hold you
And the noose that shall hold you
The prayers I say
-O, the prayers of your dead
The flies shall ooze over you
The odor shall rent-
He shall be a mark of warning
But death shall not save thee
-O, the prayers I say
Keep from- your smile
The choices that awaits all
The cells that await you
In a dungeon of madness
The home of a deep dark
The darkness you shall acquaint
Where a terror dost -starve
The rags you shall wear
-O, the prayers I say
The flesh shall be worst-
The voices you shall hear, beckon
-The prayers I say
The walls shall speak back
The rats shall be your friends
O, I pray, the prayers I say
Should I save ye now,
Should I murder thee?
And by, save from torments,
Torments that makes death bliss, desirable-
O, the cute eyes
The blindness that awaits ye
The darkness you shall acquaint
The suns that shall elude-

O the beautiful lips,
The lump that art his throat-
The hunger that shall madden ye
The vinegar, gall you shall gulp
The fear shall imprison ye
The cold shall froze your heart
The sun shall burn you on-
The ashes that shall fall
The rivers that shall not have you
And the memories that shall haunt us
Aye, -this visions that haunt us
That curse us too, that should see
And sow in our heart-
The poisons to save ye,
And sharpens the knife to free ye
But on- thy beam cuffs our hands
As we come lovers that shall languish in grief