PRAY FOR ME(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Pray for me;
Cos my veins draw lines of solitude
That travel east to beat the sinner's gong,
Which must not be labelled to be wrong.

Pray for me;
As I wore lenses of idiosyncrasies.
That act as placard of justice;
To padlock the lips of those that just hissed.

Pray for me;
So I'll raise my fist to heaven
To punch the cloud,
In order to rain down acid rain
On those executhieves in politricks.
Who pretend they didn't hear the voices of the children in the slum;
Who are dying of diseases and fear

Pray for me;
So my knees will travel to the dungeon,
Where rats are our neighbours,
To pay homage to those unborn,
And to behead those who behave like honey badgers.
So our home can be our own,
And not a hut for miscreants.

Pray for me;
So my poetry will make a poet's tree.
Where fruits of imageries will grow,
And leaves of euphemism will abide.
As branches of metaphor extend,
Together with root of personification.

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
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