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OUR STUDY HOUSE by S.A. David

Category: lyric

Our study house, hot
Right in the very pot
Our thought protecting leaders
Peace from us they hinder


Much menace in our society
Displaying a, a rumble royalty
They, engaging in lethal activity
And taking over the Babylon-Rome city

In the name of power
They enter the tower
In the name of fame
They play the game

The whole theme is null and void
The whole theme, empty and vain
The whole theme, null and void
The whole theme, causing pain

They are all, all over
Taking great cover
Only in the Babel tower
For a show and tussle of power

Our study house coming down
The pots are all you around
Caution, flee their bound
Or you’re six feets, the ground

The battle is not for the weak
Who have no guts to face the heat
When you are hit
It will, but stick

Be on alert so you aren’t caught
Don’t give in to their tongue and haught
Once you’re in,’tis hard to split
Once you’re capon, hard to quit

Our study house, hot
In the very pot
I pray she gets cool
Will it in this era be cool?

OXYMORON by S. A. David

Category: epigram

A good blessing;
An aged curse


For crops;
And floods

In baths;
And drowns

Quenching thirst;
And tearing belly walls

Clean immersion;
Some soil baths

Rounding up your enemy;
Bringing in your foe

Tiny molecules;
A basin

DRAMEDY OF FALLEN ANGELS by S. A. David

Category: lyric

From the very womb
To the eternal tomb
From the holy door
To the fruitless floor
From the attractive round
To the dirty ground
From the beautiful lust
To the filthy dust


From the angelic room
To the opaque doom
From the dazzling sun
To the unhealthy burn
From the glorious moon
To the future gloom
From the celestial riches
To the heathen fishes

From the sacred semen
To the devilish demon men
From thr eternal paradise
To the foolish fool’s paradise
From the good magician Moses
To the reedic bryophyte mosses
From the life-giving castle
To the gorgeous gold casket

From the large sidney
To the black chimney
From the holy charm
To the funny farm
From the wheels
To the heels

From the glorious pages
To the fine inert cages
The journey of chosen angels
To the destination of fallen angels
From life’s comedy
To the world’s dramedy

I’M A BABE by S. A. David

Category: lyric

In the last of dates
I was and thought as a babe
Spake as a babe
Understood as a babe


Now, a young youth
Wishings for an era, babe
I talk with my mouth
But I still cherish the breast cake

So sweet being a baby
So enjoying being a youth
In my youth bloom
Strugglings to pummel my body

I wish a creator never gave us freewill
I wish a sovereign never gave us choices
I wish pater made us a robota
I wish mater made us machines

Freewill, animals
Choices, evil voices
Robota, paradise earth
Machines, no gehenna

With laughter
I’m sounding foolish
Tho’ I’m nobody’s fool
Whatever, I’m a babe

LOVE by S.A. David

Category: cinquain


Love
Red, rosy
Kissing, keeping, kickstarting
Everyone engrossed; ecstatic endings
Love’

SUN by S. A. David

Category: cinquain


Sun
Hazy, hot
Burning, blackening, bleaching
Weariness welling within we!
Sun.

WE REACH FROM OUR BED by S. A. David

Category: elegy

(For the Dana Air Crash Deceased Victims, June 2012)

We reach from our bed
We see your eyes red


Yes, we cry more
Hoping it was lore

We know your mary
But now be wary

Someday it would’ve transpired
For we to’ve expired

Blame it not on Dana
We know you wanna

The white light is not our enemy
She’s a good frenemy

We reach from our bed
You need to be fed.

I WISH by S. A. David

Category: ode
I wish I was an angelI’d be with YahI wish I was AbrahamI’d be in hades
I wish I was PaulI’d not be King SaulI wish I was Joseph, ArimataeaI’d be a divine material
I wish I was William ShakespeareI’d be to the world very dearI wish I was James, of JesusI’d live comfortably without the lexus
I wish I was Barrack ObamaI’d neutralize racism with gammaI wish I was Michelle ObamaI’d chisel women into shape with a sledge hammer
I wish I was Paul’s TimothyI’d not have a conscience, filthyI wish I was Olu JacobI’d long be a great movie cub
I wish I was Francis, XavierI’d be more acquainted with the world’s saviorI wish I was Joke SilverI’d be a wise and peace-flowing river
I wish I was Joseph RatzingerI’d be God’s pollex fingerI wish I was Prince CharlesIlls, anarchy and chaos will be farce
I wish I was Celine DionI’d be a great sing championI wish I was Lionel Rich’I’d have long carved out a great nich’
I wish I was Diana RossI’d have long been a great bossI wish I was Chris BrownI’d have loved the colour brown
I wish I was R. KellyI’d be a friend to NellyI wish I was Ramsey NoahI’d greatly roar and soar
I wish I was T. S ElliotI’d be a role model to Desmond ElliotI wish I was Nnaji, GenevieveI’d always respect Adam’s eve
I wish I was a spiritI’d have no limitI wish I was King JamesI’d have great fame
If wishes were horsesBeggars would really rideIf wishes were skating shoesCripples would solemnly slide

YOU by S. A. David

Category: lyric

To you I’m grateful
They said in you no full
Me to them is folly
I jettison the fiction jolly


They: you will come to inactivity
For the select to see the city
Built in the far air
Just to see the beardie’s hair

Yes, my mansions are here
No, their mansions are there
Yes, I hate the illusion
No, they love the delusion

You’re all there is
I’m here for your kiss
I weep for their feel
They will take to their heel

SHE SMILES ON ME by S. A. David

Category: lyric
From the night I was conceivedFrom her I was completely alienatedFrom the night I life receivedFrom her I was utterly separated
From the minute I guzzled lactoseShe reached for my very embraceFrom the hour I started to creepShe saw me only for a second’s fraction
From the day I grew a bladeShe blessed my buttons with calciumFrom the week I began to walkShe blessed my teeth with strength
From the time I began to runShe fell in love with me for funFrom the second I began to singShe began to love me more
From the time I began to readShe became harsh on my skullFrom the time my voice deepenedShe burnt my hair and face
From the time I began to workShe promised to dry my cottonFrom the moment a flood cameShe gave me a cool console
From the time I discovered the cold arcShe always felt my absenceFrom the time I began to playShe prepared for me my food
From the time I cursed herShe never withheld her loveFrom the time I denounced herShe still gave me her rays of grace
From the day my enemies reached for meShe burnt them to shredsEven when I still denounced herShe miles on me