FALLEN

By Dada Adetomiwa 8 months ago

FALLEN IThe vultures that kills

 

The vultures that kills,

cold venom eludes its beak,

Falcons of dreams shred yonder,

skin ooze with tamed,

stewed with poisoned

 

The peacock shone its beauty,

on this journey to become,

Forked tongue wrinkled its beauty,

dark cobra prevailing against,

we hear cry of hullabaloo in the air

 

the royal falcon,

dead in his unachieved purpose,

the heaveans wails,

the river bleed pus,

seasoned with salt

 

FALLEN II: In ghostly sileence

 

In ghostly silence,

impetuous manners,

chronicling the deep of night,

scouting for defense

 

like a recoiling serpent,

in the swirling cloud of dust,

Palm film and single shaft,

of sunlight and moon,

make them glow as incarnated gods

 

as nightingale dawn call,

skillful imitation,

from whistling of soft sounds,

sprang eagerly to vulture

 

they are master,

a jaunty,

tossed of duck caked curls,

they master's: of arts,

with their sucrigle aroumd chest

 

 

there passion drenched,

their spirit weaeried,

exhaustive to the smeell of loathsome,

fierce eye of honeygold burns

 

'Eba mi pe jagun jagun,

ejo epe jagun jagun,

ko wa le o'

 

FALLEN III: Tell the fallen

tell the fallen,

there story will be written,

Okonkwo should hold his machette,

Okigbo of Idoto,

with his bell and gong,

to cry to our ear

 

tell the fallen,

Pan-Africanist,

selfless needy,

that we're writing,

on the papyrus,

with ink,

on the reed,

with lead

 

tell the fallen,

that we shall write,

of them,

those unfulfilled word,

the pain and joy,

will be drawn on scarlet,

there fall is'nt fallen yet.

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