Upon Me Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Shabel Lee comes for my body
He lost his head- he said to me
Shabel lee comes for my body
He lost his- he said to me
Lee notices my spirit is pale
He takes me, a companion
To have a drink
That drinks and paleness, a foe
-And when I am drunk, tis gone
I glare-
He journeys very long to me
There are bruises on his arms
And his eyes_ a coal in a star
I think he wants a friend
Someone yet with affection for his kind
-Most hates him, he lets me know
They curse at him,
They hate me too, I told him
I told him too- when bits by bits I once rot
Closed eye, a bad dream, nobody woke me
They didn't; lee knew how this felt
He cried with me and shared my angst
-I told him of the ocean inside of me
Sometimes still, sometimes a bubbling storm
Sometimes the tides reaches, a sweat
He asks if it is blue or white
I'd forgotten -how did I forget?

When drunk, our return home-
We see adulterers in the dark
-We give their clothes to the ragged
And their money to the needy
The meat_ we pray over and feed the hungry
They shouldn't live- lee agrees
A deer and a woman tastes little different

Lee tells, we are angels serving a prison term in this body
And tells, God hides in heaven, protected by the angels
Lee tells we can reject the life God has given us
These are people in the cold
There is warmth close to the fire, the fire God made
Lee tells it is better to die prepared-
That death completes the sentence…
But here, while here we can be good to the Father,

Priests in silk robes, sheen, bright light
Spreading fears and hatred-
The beautiful adds to the woe of the ugly
All should look alike, at least with a flaw
Some had broken noses, a gloom in their radiant faces
The rich had his warmth without peace
And the poor had his cold with peace
The hungry drinks the soup we made them
And righteousness again crept in-

I return home, with lee,
He takes me deep, into the light
And let me know that I slay is mine, a trophy
That the dead belongs to me in my dreams
All now is mine in my dreams,
That I must sleep than I stay awake,
I feel like a god; I told Lee,
But he replied, is that greed? -He asked;
And disappeared, left-
Sleep- little by little began to dearth me-
And awake for hours, seem eternal,
Madness is reaching in vein, I knew
Times, - suddenly I screamed
Times, I cannot bear the weight of the sun
Or the weight of a gaze
I cannot hear, it strikes the un-pure sound
I perceive odors then memories crept in of Lee
-That we can reject the life given us
And so made my appointment with death,
And carried on, to be a protector of God