Drums,chains, bangles
shake for melody.
summons,dirges and praise names
have a clan of performers.
This Hellenic orchestra
carves the song for all to sing
GOD MUST BE A POET.
This is the official blog of AJAYI TAIWO, a poet.
TAIWO AJAYI
Monday, September 13, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
GOD THE POET.
GOD THE POET, I THE PET.
And I was told the world was created
trees and grasses, sorrow and ashes
to happily survive in a place, so rifted.
But God cannot be blamed
for creating the strong and the weak
the contrast of colours
and the conflicts of light and darkness.
So I seek to be an apprentice
to entice this celestial candour:
I too can create the world all over again.
In that new world ink would be as gold
new, sweet as stories told
but history would become flesh
he would sit on the mesh
that ties man to his soul.
The soul of man will reside
with the company of lifted angels
to proclaim fairness and truth
before earth, grave or judgement.
In a moment, overwhelmed by the pen
I have ruled this world
not as God; I am unfit comparison
to even compare his least-will.
God is the only poet, I just exist
as a pet and as a pen
to rule this world God’s way.
And I was told the world was created
trees and grasses, sorrow and ashes
to happily survive in a place, so rifted.
But God cannot be blamed
for creating the strong and the weak
the contrast of colours
and the conflicts of light and darkness.
So I seek to be an apprentice
to entice this celestial candour:
I too can create the world all over again.
In that new world ink would be as gold
new, sweet as stories told
but history would become flesh
he would sit on the mesh
that ties man to his soul.
The soul of man will reside
with the company of lifted angels
to proclaim fairness and truth
before earth, grave or judgement.
In a moment, overwhelmed by the pen
I have ruled this world
not as God; I am unfit comparison
to even compare his least-will.
God is the only poet, I just exist
as a pet and as a pen
to rule this world God’s way.
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