You’re busy moving all your muscles,
Chesting the ball down on the rebound,
To hammer the crossbar with a shot
Like the breeze playing ball in the lea,
Yet the root of the world inside you
Is falling to pieces as slick as whistle.
The owls are hooting in the almond trees
Of your bones and turtle doves building
Nest with the black grasses on your head,
There are bags of troubles in your bones,
Don’t just allow the hangman kicking the
World from under you to ruin your world.
The hellion of the world inside you needs
The astringency of your tainted muscles,
You can make a wolf whistle to confront the
Spirit of your succubus and open his veins,
If really you have a believed abstraction that
There is a brawn in the finger of your fork.
Look at the bowel of time and pump energy
Into the tube of your powerhouse within,
Something has gone wrong with the oxygen
Of your humanity, but you can still become the sun,
Don’t continue to be in a coal mine of doubt with
A face covered in black, hang the hangman now!
Ikechukwu Obiorah is the author of the novel The Black Python Empire, a Nigerian award-winning poet, and a novelist included in the Who is Who of Emerging Writers Book Worldwide 2020, and his first novel The Black Python Empire included in The Book of Books by Sweetycat Press. His poems have been published in Poetica 2019 and Poetica 2020, by Clarendon House Publications, Spillwords Press, Ponders Series, Breaking Rules Publishing, Alpha One Linden Books by Clarendon House Publications, Better Than Starbucks, Cajun Mutt Press, Active Muse Journal, Sage Cigarettes Magazine, McMaster University Press (The Muse), Re:locations - Journal of the Asia-Pacific World, University of Toronto, PCC INSCAPE, 45 Magazine Women's Literary Journal, Bradlaugh Fingers, Ero Gospel Magazine,and others. Poetry has been his sweetheart for a decade.