![]() ThoughtsA Poem by Olumegbon
They say I'm a sinister but I see myself as a minister to this sinners. My words are like crystals, deceiving this tricksters. They look up to me on the altar, marvelled by my wonder like a shooting star. I'm not moved by their praises because I see far into their heart like a binocular. So I act crazy like I'm bipolar. Craving to tear them apart like a boar. I'm a dictator, call me Caesar. We aren't close, stay off my cellular. Criticise all you like, I still love my cigar. I don't want a lover, I need me a cougar. I need a dollar for my mother hoping she forgets my anger because she acted as a father to a brother. Listening to their false grammar makes me want to use an hammer to dislocate their fibula. I'm named oscar because I'm wild in my writings. I'm not close to my foes because I hear their echoes. They confront me like commandos but really I see no heroes. It snows and the volcanoes can't prevent a cold world. I try using a backhoe to extract the evils from this hoes. They throw away what they know to make doe to pay those they owe, how sad, only if they could fight back with their bow and arrow. Finally, they aren't worth my knowledge because they've fallen of the edge and to end it, I sing them a dirge.
© 2015 OlumegbonAuthor's Note
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Added on January 5, 2015Last Updated on January 5, 2015 |