I tasted a meat, a meat in my mouth.
It was my tongue, the tongue in my mouth.
It was cooked, cooked in my mouth,
By life's warrings, from which I could go South.

Funny, and strange how tragedy ignites anger.
An inspired anger unintended for danger.
A life flows out on a bloody river,
Oh I tasted meat, a specie so endangered.

Chew or chew through, still life would find me.
Be good or be good at it, still strivings won't make peace.
Live on it or leave at it, still troubles won't leave one be.
See life or see life through, please do die in one piece.

Lie dead in your state of pretty pitiful misery.
Why do they of life kill you? is still a mystery..
Why let me be killed and become a history?
Why not? what human is a perfect advisory?

My God, herein do I submit,
Next life's phase may make man mortally commit.
Life has an army, I have time, a little more or less I admit.
If I choose not to but I do, dear Divine do acquit.

Morning comes with its stench of bothered blood breath.
Please, plead I, this be the last death.
For to live, a spirit owes that debt.
Come night, embrace this one into his final rest.

© Akinwole Samuel Olalekan