Israel Dammy Ipaye

Rose, I knew I have made you backslide
Underneath does your feelings metamorphosize
The caress that aggradizes daily
Now is overwhelmed with these flimsy ignorance of mine
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From the cradle, this teen ageism a streetwise advantage
A road many have trodden tagged grey haired
Though like death, an inevitability for all and sundry
Nevertheless, as the wave make towards the pebbled shore
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When alone, even when bored with no therapy
I wish I could expedite my journey even if not immortal
To make my travels as fast as the metallic monsters above
I wish I could go with my groans forgotten in toilets
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Once in this luxurious time of mine do I stay sceptical on this opinion
I yearned once you are married no more divorce
Once you are in love like the old Ruth hatred is out of the scene
Life the home of the agiles
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So long I have been here on these pleasant leas
Bruised in suspense of the enigma as though of the bees
From the cradle, I have been told
The soothsayers prophesied, the future wouldn't be lugubrious
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When alone in the midst of the misogynists
I yearned for the denouement being a misogamist
The habitat of the suspensed denouement
No one could hitch uninvited
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Behold, a protagonist breathed last
A fallen tree that cannot be re-planted
Alas, this is melanholic
For the caring father has gone
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Had we but world enough and time
Loaded with exhilaration in this citadel of the learned
To express our white heart as snow gratitude
Open wide, our hands scatter praises
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When I tasted the affairs of these days
Behold it was all sour
When I beheld the affairs of these ungracious pastors
Dekko it has sequel become my bane
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As the waves make towards the pebbled shore
So do our moments and minutes hasten to their ends
But this inevitability shall soon be invoked
Kingdom against kingdoms, nations in trial
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Maid, for a million years do I examine thy splendour
I found no one who could vie with you love
Like an orphan under this tangerine do I breeze alone with no therapy
Baby, we thought beauty passing like our nightmares
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Peace, oh peace our bane whirling around in suspense
Peace, like the seasons it pays fleeting visits
Turpsyturvy now a bosom inevitable ally
Everyone yearning for the dreamt, cosy and rosy tenure
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Among the pleasant leas of the dreamt beauty
I found one that overwhelmed her acquaintance
Now I thought of an endless journey in this market place
A journey to cherish every parts of her
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so long I've been here on these pleasant lea
fighting so many libels and watergates as if I'm gonna flea
But I've never willingly planted a thorn in any man's bosom
striving to make my accounts plausible and forever blossom
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So long I’ve been here on theses pleasant leas

Travelling incognito as though a misogynist
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On my little cradle
sleeping as though with a fiddle
with my fingers on the kindle
until dawn with my people
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Just a new day I had thought upstairs
Sitting on my little cradle at dawn
Expecting the food vendor I had dreamt inwards
All this gummy dirts were washed down
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