Carcass Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

Off a limb I moved from this tempting building,
An abode cage life was made a wonder from the fetus,
This none can resist dwelling on this soil.
His power is engrave in his laws that are binding.
To love and not to love, this has crone us
And we dare not disobey less death lays its cool hand on our joy.
But the one who loves ordered not to be conform with the world
Though the soul wishes but the body is weak.
What a shame that the rays and the drums are the link to destroy…
But the heart is the gate to destruction and salvation,
As a man thinks in his heart so he is.
No matter the cry of the messengers and self confession,
The cleaning of this building is a waste, if the ray is not close to that which makes one weak.
While the journey to paradise is a game of troy,
The kingdom of God is suffering violence and the violent takes it by force.
Joy lays in me as I go beyond but walking in mystery cos no one could hear me speak,
As my building lays fallow in the cold awaiting its final lay away.
What a carcass!
Be it pride, wealth, poverty, charity, evil, purity of heart, hatred etc, all in six feet gone.