Ravish Poem by Thabani Khumalo

RAVISH MY SURVIVING SOUL - RAVISH!
RAVISH TO LAVISH THY BROW IN SPLENDOR -
THE SPLENDOR OF THE LAND ALWAYS STINTED THEE
AND HASHED THEE BY THE POWERS -
GLUTTONS HOARDING FROM THY SURVIVING SOUL.

I FORESEE THY LAVISH UNAPOLOGETIC-ALLY,
BREWING TO THE STAGGER OF ALL THE SCOFFERS;
THUS WILL THEY SOLACE IN DEVOTING UNTO THEE,
KISSING THE GROUND UPON WHICH THY FEET ART STOMPING
AND LICKING THY TOES AS DO CANINES OF THY KENNEL.

I FORESEE THEE RISING TO THE HEIGHT OF THE GODS.