AM I DEAD? (Volume 2)


AM I DEAD? (Volume 2)

Tomorrow is Marian's birthday
She is -
a green bud cum ripen touch-me-not
the trophy of gallant men
her young breasts and agile hips attests
full lips hot to kiss the earth to zest.

I hollered with begging eye
whistled sweet songs like the robins 
oh you pathetic thing! she exclaims
razing me to bloody hell with her evocations
she sifts her lovely frame on -
right on, like i was not there.

i thought to taste the honey
beneath the comb
yet the hard sting i got in the end
singe any desires of her sweet love
how can i forget
those her burning evil intentions
so sick
no pill can soothe.

Now the seasons have changed
and it is I you desire 
to save you from this acid rain of 'Fs'
threatening to drown you
to cuss you and your gorgeous beauty
make you a ugly duckling...


PS: this poem relating to the scandal between the professor at Obafemi Awolowo University and Monica Osagie.

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