Bloody Master Poem by abbas abubakar

Bloody Master



Why have you enslaved other masters
And tie their virginity to your bloody invirginity
You sprinkle your wings of unfaithfulness
To doorsteps of churches and mosques
No wonder you are the greatest cleric
Planting trees of worships in your palms
You are the god of masterminders
Sooting gently their rods of thoughts
With the naked tunes of your whispers
You are the photo of the satan
Parading versities with acidic desires
To drink your fleshless embrace
Some call you spring of evil
Others ocean of weavils
But can they dugde your sumptuous laughter?

I call you master
Not because you are a master
But because you have ruled masters

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