Cheer No More, O Serpent
I will listen to you no more!
I need not your deceptive mirror.
Or surely you die decay and ease my journey.
Yesterday, trod I on the right track.
Alas! A juicy step to my greener pastures.
A profuse perspiration was my bathing strength.
The panegyric praises of my suitors set me ablaze.
My today has deaf and dumb stories to tell.
O, the incomprehensible nature of my trip!
How injurious the wagging tongues of Judas.
One sudden storm, blew me off my lane
The insincere clapping of men sank deep my canoe.
I will listen to you no more!
Mankind, deceive not like your father Adam.
Or else lies a casket to your last home.
Man's path, dusty and doubtful.
Man's path profit not.
Man's path, short but flowers found in your Maker.
One turned-look at your Maker, maketh your life.
Another turned-look giveth abundance.
A million worship keys to eternal garden.
From Rabiu Kassim's Poetry Collections
I will listen to you no more!
I need not your deceptive mirror.
Or surely you die decay and ease my journey.
Yesterday, trod I on the right track.
Alas! A juicy step to my greener pastures.
A profuse perspiration was my bathing strength.
The panegyric praises of my suitors set me ablaze.
My today has deaf and dumb stories to tell.
O, the incomprehensible nature of my trip!
How injurious the wagging tongues of Judas.
One sudden storm, blew me off my lane
The insincere clapping of men sank deep my canoe.
I will listen to you no more!
Mankind, deceive not like your father Adam.
Or else lies a casket to your last home.
Man's path, dusty and doubtful.
Man's path profit not.
Man's path, short but flowers found in your Maker.
One turned-look at your Maker, maketh your life.
Another turned-look giveth abundance.
A million worship keys to eternal garden.
From Rabiu Kassim's Poetry Collections
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