It is the same guilt that forced me
to skip your burial ceremony,
Now if you are planning to haunt me,
I suggest you do it once and for
all,
Stop hinting at it,
Stop showing me the signs,
Like my car brake failing me in the
middle of a busy highway,
Or dreaming that a prostitute
stabbed me on the throat while I was having a drink with you at Soweto bar,
Don’t we all know that it is at
Soweto bar where we enjoyed our last drink together?
Ogero, if you have included me in
your ‘’to haunt’’ list,
The I suggest you do it once and for
all,
Stop hinting at it by making my pen
disappear mysteriously whenever I go to withdraw the money that I was paid to
have you killed,
Stop turning my vegetable soup red,
as red as your blood,
If your plan is to choke me with
food to death then do it,
Stop being a coward,
Be a man like you always claimed to
be and haunt me properly!
Ogero, I am tired of associating
every bad luck with you,
I am tired of guessing and
speculating,
If you are man enough then appear in
my bedroom tonight,
Holding a whip and dressed in your
burial suit,
So that I scream and hide under the
bed,
And my wife will wonder why I am
screaming and pointing at an empty wall,
Or make me ran mad and confess in
public that I killed you,
So that they can arrest me and throw
me in jail once and for all.
(image credits: oregonville.com)

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