singing when we are dying

Adookorn Auaduma
@auadumaadookorn150359
1 month ago

we are the unusual
sons of the sun
conceived
by the moon at noon

delivered
by the stars at eventide

lost identity by the complexity of birth

to explore
and discover our identity

pose on mother Africa
at noon
stare at
the forehead of the sun

there on a divan of agony we lie

singing songs while
we are dying

in the gutter doing the work
of excavator

we snuff doses
of marijuana leaf to keep blinking
life and leaf afloat

piles of walking
corpse aboard omnibus
like bats on breeze-whizz palm branches

suffering and smiling, chanting
mindless songs of praise
to pick-pocket others -

a most fantastical fact of our living

jumping pit-pothole road
with scores

of avaricious check
points
in between poles

foals loaded with frozen sachet water
hustle in near miss smoke-gaseous
hold ups
perch around
forming honeycomb on cars

predators in uniform scan
angrily through vehicle particulars
beat
harras

cat away money from their prey

with criminal rifle;
they threaten
to fire
those who have lost their
identity to weight

conceived by the moon
at noon
spurred by the sun at sundown;

we are the unusual
sons of the sun

singing songs when we are dying
waiting to surrender our life!

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