Vanity Poem by Ejalonibu Abraham

Vanity
Grief has blindfolded my shadow
It has blinded me completely
I endured tremendous complications
Suffered so much to flee death
My hand injured blood streamed
Pour it on the pantheon of deities
Blood oozed from my hand
And wasted into the grave
Looking for redemption for my soul
Smile!
An ignorant teenager saw a poisonous sweet
And called it green
I don't know the fact that,
The head with a crown sits
On the throne of the sheda,
The neck with precious beads
Leaves in the golden vessels.
My allegiance swings
Flies like hoopoe looking for an oasis
I didn't know the shoe will pinch
Till I know that the strongest messages
Still waiting for me at the graveyard.