Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

A Man Of Letters


Their sword pierce thru my eyes
Again they pierced my heart
Blood gushes out plentiful
Like a mouth that suffers diarrhoea

Hush! I hear them caution
Nobody must tell what we've done here
No eyes must see his corpse
Death will come to him shortly

'Death to the poet' they chant
He upset our appetite wit' too many letters
Too many whispering stanza
Too poisonous for a callous means like ours

I hear their horses gallop away
As the whip fades with distance
I must wait for dead wit' all its darkness
Wit' all its chains of bondage

But the spirit of liberty
Does not die with the exit of the pathfinder
They can only kill my mortal body
Alas, this evil can't out-write the ink of justice

Submitted: Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, March 27, 2014

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Man inhumanity to man: those in power are always afraid of men of letters (journalists, creative writers as well as poets) hence they will do anything to eliminate such writer.

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