Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Writers' of God and Authors' of Satan ( Poetry)



Compatriot, don’t judge me

Your heart is evil like the ugly figure pentagon

Undress me in public, if you wish be a hexagon
You can’t do what I did;
Your jealousy is cool so splendid.
If I were born British, 
I would’ve been called Shakespeare
Bcoz I am Gambian, all I do is speak God in trade-fairs
But you know life is not fair,
But my brain is so clear.
The Illuminatti can kill me with a spear
Chinua Achebe my granny said:
‘’If you don’t like someone's story, write your own’’
My shoe size don’t match your pair.
Your Satanic ink is dry 
Hastily in writing you mean to fly
The barrel of my pen you can’t repair
Villain ( The Illuminati)! 
You don’t know me,
 So don’t judge me.
My birth is not your dead
 ‘N my dead is not your birth
But you are as blind as a bat.
Don’t be blind-folded, 
Mandela is dead-
Achebe is gone, 
Shakespeare was only a pre-eminent English poet ‘n playwright
Can’t you read my rhymes?
Recreated like a Christian born-again
I am a slave of God, 
Not Satan’s author or writer.
In Secret Societies you wrote your manuscripts
To be a BESTSELLER
Or a PRIZE-WINNER
I don't desire fame or wealth
I don’t care the mistakes in my books
Their contents are wisdom above your looks
Sufficient is Allah for me enough proof
I don’t need the Nobel Prize for Literature
 Bcuz I am God’s literary critic in Literature


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