Most prostitutes are normal bodies, Hard workers doing their oddities; Which seem unpopular so visibly, So they can continue to feed boldly.
Circumstances they try to overcome, Upturned obstacles making them so, Resembling every other fleshed bone With less hypocrisy and shyly so sour.
They are not traders selling a bodily asset, They rent out for material gain and power Like the more popular, with more respect; Unlike political integrity, with less shower.
What you have seen before now Is nothing like you will yet know. Mountains higher than the clouds Or galaxies from fictional worlds Will flash before you in fast floods.
The breath of a lung transits Or to anti-bodies a virus submits. The skeleton of a lonely fetus, As that of a Mammoth is shown us And not a scene is ever a loss.
The Red sea had betrayed The depths Egyptians embraced. White Mountains of ice only In the south pole melts slowly As you watch it all so warmly.
Roof of this world up high Marbles the earth down here. Clusters of fish eggs hatches, Soldier ant worker matches, As its eyelids blinks its lashes.
The wedding of a Queens maid Or a Roman shield in a pyramid. A shark outwit a dozen sailors, Unlike Caesar in a senate of traitors Centuries ago showed their failures.
A terrorist and freedom fighter Are both made a fire and its lighter. A domesticated wolf devours a man, For a just reason it is shown it can. You enjoy the deserts heat under a fan.
Bloody vessels in vain roam a sea, A ghost discusses and drinks tea. The passengers of an old plane crash Board same plane again and smash. Wealth you see leaves you no cash.
Every conceivable game is played By men, animals, plants displayed. The thickest clouds parade the sky On pillars Himalayans peak up high Or over raging ocean waters they fly.
Dancing birds dressed up to mate, Two collapsed towers dust their fate. Deepest valleys in the ocean waters Reveal their secrets nature alters, Nothing else in the world matters.
Uproar of a stampede crowds on, Boiling heat erupting within the sun. Sudden death stills a pumping heart, A sprints heat repeated from start, The tracks appear your viewing mat.
Ash, gas and molten are experienced Volcano erupts its bowels so tensed. Frogs hopping on water incredibly, Like a pebble tossed so skillfully. Sand storms windowed luxuriously.
Satans countless personifications, Lords every era that raped nations. Dancers of every race, sort and style, Every single bubble in a mug of ale. You see the characters in every tale.
Sparingly dressed wives in a harem, Cardinal’s son talk as you hear them. A view beneath a standing Scots kilt, Happenings in a billionaires treat. Everything in sight, with every tilt.
Bullets leaving a steel chamber, A pierced lung as all its air wonder. Endless flocks of Pelicans go south, Yellow Monarchs clouds flicker north Their beauty fills the mind’s thought.
Angels shield a saint on a mission, Nerves’ twitch response a decision. Ant like pedestrians on a city street, Unsympathetic, selfish, proud fleet Leave tastes bitter, salty, sour, sweet.
Mans quest for unknown perfections Blurs with omissions or commissions Constructed aids in achieved means Entertain, educate, inform all beings, Yet humanity’s future it weans.
The child learns to be his own person, as he ages and develops his own ability, to endure life at first, and its worries next.
But when he gets accustomed to enduring life, and learns to numb out most, of the sorrow he feels in it, he then acknowledges, that living thrives out of form, if it discards its ordered laws and professes its rebelling need for rules.
Otherwise that early instant knowledge, of life and its subtleties, would render a child hapless, to a situation it hasn’t as yet mastered and make life appear pointless from a very early age.
Just like a shooting star sighted from earth, appears to hit no target, life will appear to serve no purpose but only serve a steadily distressing experience by all logical human estimation.
Sweet is straight yet unclear, Always new with its old fare. But bitter doesnt ever share, Though it is sinister but sincere, So real and that shade so unfair.
Sorry bro, if you haven’t guessed it yet, and if you doubt it you’ll lose this bet. There is an ongoing assault on your senses, and it mainly targets your viewing lenses.
Ladies make sure you see their goods, those curvy naughty goody foods. They test your resolve to be normal, teasing to resist their mean abnormal.
All roads might lead to Rome but all dogs are heading for Katsina as the State Government is to expend N300 million on them to secure schools. Who is supplying the dogs? Certainly none of Ejike Mbaka’s “three contractors” nor Eedris Abdulkarim via Festus Keyamo! Anyway, this laudable proposal might however start off dog rustling because some Nigerians particularly from …, ……., ….. and …… would have already started calculating the cumulative length of “Telephone wire” that would be roasted, fried or pepper souped. If you decode the 3, 7, 5 and 6 dots na you sabi! Now that negotiating with bandits has obviously failed are dogs the best way forward?
While canines are wonderful as temporary early warning mechanism they cannot be a permanent preventive measure. Dogs are not bullet proof. Katsina people should rather implore their kinsman in Abuja to wake up on the job to identify and root out the immediate and remote causes of abductions – nationwide.
After all that is what he was voted into office to do! By the way who will feed and maintain N300 million worth of dogs? I ask because in Katsina “members” are said to be mainly concentrated at the Mammy Market of you know where. Chances are that each time there is salary delay or month far a government owned Bingo or two might end up there! If so it will be just a question of time before man’s best friend starts turning out to be other men’s 404!
YasNiger™ 