The Ground Will Laugh Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

When that precious body would be lowered
In the ground when another phase opens
The ground would laugh, the termite would smile
And welcome you with a heavy wide mouth.
When that pretty eyes shall touch the ground
The earth will dance merrily and the worms
Will rejoice and laugh heartily for he will
Hold you in ransom for the pains you've caused me
You treated me like a boy instead of a man i am
Tear the veil and look into the eyes of the ungodly
Woman who torment my soul.
She made me go through hell in the name of love
I was made mad because i love her


The dust will laugh when that pretty face
Shall return to its maker, dust to dust.
Why don't you give me a chance to treat you
Like a lady you are?
I love you but you love me not
You starve me of love and affection
I hunger for the smell of your body each
Night i retire alone in the dark room, thinking
Why don't you make your heart my home
Where i will well forever?
Treat me like a man with feelings and emotion
why allow another to maltreat the body whilst i longed for it?
Give me hope for the sake of our future generations.