Segun Ozique

  I watched men in span at a meet this weekend Watched how transgression and open thievery Blended as twin; part deliberate plot and scope I watched them ogling; licking lips a kill perceived Blood brothers knowing sins religiosity guarantee Needed one swoop prayers of genuine petitioning The book they look to in perfect reading of the doctrine Redemption as tenets has one pathway; in ‘Belief’ that All lumbers of responsibilities His murder lifted way back So now infinite mercy from open wickedness assured Covetiveness, deceit, adultery, adulatory to slayings Ceaseless circle by design to these needed no apology Though religiosity, a blossoming thorn cloak still I lack In humanism, kindness and karma I’m happily clothed  

                                       * So her season arrived when she came a natural Gorgeous copious joyful Eunice Titilayo Ogunleye Grew a ripened, fruity, gusty and jokey cynosure Her years clocking; mate, kids and kin she amassed Deaconess Christiana Olomola she now has passed Her time as her deeds, as will all, done and dusted.                                       ** Her transiting rips our guts, whipping with whys Searching like by children answers self-evidential:   For as spells are times like what else come as go; To the Beings, death was made to season of birth To plants; time to sow, plough as portion to pluck As times with her brought laughter so now tears                                      *** Up from this sink and stab we must dust and dab For bewails in howls and hues was not her thing.