THE WIND HAS MULTIPLE WINGS
The wind has multiple wings
With which with ease it swings
Like the organ’s bewitching tones
It overturns the multilayered stones
The wind has woken so late
Like the drawings on the slate
Whirlwind arises with flames of ire
To embrace the grasslands with a fire
The new clock has struck one
Clicking the sharp rays well done
The timbers seep the flowing rivers
Like the heavily drunken truck drivers
To the purity of the purifying ink
From the heart of a pure poetic sink
We submit our pages to the penful rule
Even though subjected to the painful ruler
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DARK KNIGHTS BURIED AT NIGHT
The gruesome garments
The murderous madness
The woeful wrecks of war
The lingering lamentation
The mourning moonlights
The sorrowful soiled-stars
The sadness-soaked suns
The communal confusions
The heart-breaking harvest
The mourners-tearful mats
The saddened sky-wardens
Light Knights buried at night
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LIGHT ONE
The sky in her peaceful disposition
Is like the bride with a full mane
Riding upon the bridal trains
To boost her bare beauty
Upon the call of duty
Celebrating purity
Like moonlight
Party night
Knight
Light
One
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OUR BLOODY HANDS
In our faithfulness
We breed weird vampires
In our righteousness
We are foxes in dark boxes
In our pure perfection
We have killed and crucified
In our divine service
We have maimed and raped
For our eternal reward
We beheaded mother and child
Webbed in our piety
We boiled, cremated, buried alive
We pray to the divine
In the pool of the innocent blood
We all have missed it
The tender heart for brotherly love
Search the Scriptures
Satan steals, kills and destroys
Obey the Scriptures
Christ offers us eternal life in love
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THE WILDEST BEARS
The spears
From the rears
The wildest bears
In the forest of fears
After all these bleak years
Are blindly burdened by tears
Speeding and bleeding in pairs
Like the old gowns our race wears
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CALL THE ELEPHANTS TO ORDER
The trees are groaning
The forests have fainted
The grasses are bleeding
Call wild elephants to order
The stars are sighing
The moon is mourning
The sun rays are sinking
Call thunderstorms to order
Cold murder multiplies
Breeding bloody bombers
Hollow graves are laughing
Call gang of murderers to order
The wharf is weeping
The waves are worrisome
The cargoes cough off course
Call the offshore beams to order
The trucks are talking
The mountains murmur
The rocks roar at revellers
Call the quick earthquake to order
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Poems © Adeola Ikuomola
Image: Patrick Tomasso via Unsplash