Hades Prophet Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Witches awake
While gluttony priests' slumbers in rouse night
Their body a bosom demons (Priests Possessed)
The devils' found home
In chapel sheltered beside lord
The devil is found form
In men of crucifix dwells
In him' his wandering soul repose

Path darkness gloom acquainted strangeness
Met during stroll scrolls ages deeds
Records of sweetness behind and hell ahead
What dawn done
What sunset set on?
Bleak!
Torches unlit lay in horrid darkness
Era' death put out misery
Shriveling blush' once blooming rose

Beyond borders of ordinary, shores of gale, beyond vale of shadows
Far in soul convent deep' passing breeze by curtain veils' Christ cries
THE priests are cursed, ensnared in reverie with ears impaired
THE priests are cursed, edge darkness, their safe path of progress
THE priests are cursed, in misery abloom with portend due doom
THE priests are cursed, shorn glance of true trance

Often truth ignore, clinging falsehood
Unrighteous, hurry be "righteoused"
Murderers, come be baptized
Thieves, hurry be blessed
Hungry, hurry be "fed" in chapels turned shrines
Returning daily short of coin, bereft of revolt
Returning, from feet priest to toes riches residuals,

THE priests are cursed, shorn glance of true trance
Yet say being good has limit, call falsehood Gods' gift
Say even, Christ amid thieves sat, drunk with murderers
Thus vindicate why Gods altar be soaked with blood and wine
Say even, Christ met Mary the prostitute
Thus validate, why roses lit bed in immoral nights
Say even, Christ cursed tree which fruit conceal for growth
Thus rationalize, why curse give unto lowly
Say even, Christ donkey rode, while grass array robes
In liken, demands equivalent' which today name jet

What awakens in thought weakens
Time' consumer beauty, fame, strength, Time' devourer all in path
Hath gulped mine' Arrogance our pride,
While ghosts' roams street of unlit torches
We of nowhere belong nowadays, not together, not even apart
We, of truth chased beneath shades,
And now shiver in cold arms of death
Have remembrance this day my passing that thou to shall come
And big birds bought, big nest built shall long be after passing
Have remembrance this night my passing that yours to shall
When memories hurt, and ghosts hunt thee
Have remembrance this darkness that I pass, you shall to
When clerical collar shall by neck suspend till demise
Have remembrance this shackles, for bracelet gold were
For soon time shall forth seed sown
Have remembrance this gulp goblet of sorrow, bliss chalices were
Let my rags thy sight grasp, for array robe yours like be
For being evil does limit has!