That was demonic spirit and not a dead man
By Lechi Eke
Who’s that!
What!? An apparition? –
A disturbed soul that comes to haunt the living?
I say, men should make peace –
With God their maker.
Shush! Get out of the way,
Let righteous men pass!
As you see we can’t help you,
It’s too late now to seek God.
Time to seek Him is,
When man is alive.
Shush again, says my pastor!
That was demonic spirit and
Not a dead man.
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Who went before me?
Who went before me to the cistern?
And broke the hymen
To draw the nectar
Leaving the door ajar
I need intact the maiden-
Head. This apprentice must not
Have experience.
We need her raw, inexperienced and unbroken.
How not to do it at all
I am a scholar
I’m open to learning,
A work in progress,
The potter has not finished with me.
I am a scholar,
Open to tutelage.
There’s no way I won’t learn –
Something. Either how to do –
Things better, or
How not to do them at all!
Run on your lane!
Phew!!! There goes the whistle!
The new boy runs from his lane to mine,
From mine to his, and to another’s.
Colliding with legs,
He stumbles and falls;
Gains bruises and blood and,
Loses at the race!
Culled from Lechi Eke’s Satiric Poems and other Cogitations
