Agony

A secret I have kept

I’ve kept locked

Locked and sealed

In the farthest corner

In my sick mind

Tormenting

Restless it makes me

Excruciating

The pain that sears through

I wish I could share

But I wouldn’t dare

Disgrace will befall

Friends will leave

Reputations will be lost

Yet I want to share

Bare it all out

Lay it all down

But

Scared I am

Loved ones will hurt

Foes will rejoice

I cut my wrists

And severed my veins

To bleed it out

Yet it remains

I hung myself

With a thick twine

Around my neck

To choke it out

Yet it breathes

I drink a mixture

Of venoms and acid

To poison its soul

And flush it out

Yet it lives

I guess

I’d have to

Endure this pain

All alone

Laws of Motion

The first law of motion

It describes inertia

Unless there’s an external force, example, friction

A body will be in its initial state forever

Second law; simply, F=ma

Where F is force, m is mass and a for acceleration

When a body forced, there’d be acceleration

If there’s no acceleration, then no force is in action

Just study the equation and you’d know what I’m saying

The third, I can say that’s my favorite

Action and reaction are equal and opposite

This law helps with problems of static equilibrium

If this law were applicable in everyday life

There’d be no fights, no wars or strife

Forgiven

I remember with flooding tears

The 18^th day of June

At the reception of the Mensah’s

It was dance time and I wanted you only

I looked round, yet you I didn’t find

I searched and searched and found

You in my car with that man

Kissing, sexing whatever

The pain, the shock, the sear

Through my very heart I couldn’t bear

Then you left not even with a word

Now you back

Asking for forgiveness

Girl, I’ve forgiven and forgotten

When I met you, your aura made me tame

My heart I gave you to keep safe

I vowed: with your heart, I won’t play any game

You pledged you would do the same

Yet, you put me to disgraceful shame

Now you’re back asking for forgiveness…..

The night you told me you’d have a baby

Was skeptical, yet I was joyful

Took care of you, my all was there for you

Then you run, you left with our baby

With that guy, his name so filthy I can't mention

Abandoned and lost with no baby

You return asking for forgiveness

Darling, I just want you to know this

 All that happened is past tense

You have been forgiven

And you have been forgotten

You’re like a movie

And this is

THE END!!!

When You’re Gone

The sun is dead

The moon is dulled

The stars are lost

My heart, it ceases

My nose, it closes

My limbs, they numb

These I feel

When you gone too long

The Beans Story

I returned from school, very hungry indeed

So hungry, I ran to the kitchen, high speed

My twin was cooking some beans with zeal

I asked, “I want some, please”, I plead

He refused, this boy, he won’t accede

I asked, ‘how much’, he saw my need

He said: ‘your books, your knowledge and grades in school’

I replied, “fine, take it”, this beans smells good

Content and satisfied, some gas I shoot

Later, I wondered, where are my books

I searched, he said, my books he took

My grades and knowledge was also his

Got pissed and offered to refund the beans

He refused, so I planned to burn his jeans

Then later, I’d stealthily push him in the latrine

But our blind father, he heard, his advice I took

Then he promised, later, he’d give me some books

At school, awards night, Jacob’s name was mentioned

Why?! I fumed, I’m always the first

The teacher, he said, “you’re now the last”

“Your grades and knowledge, to Jacob, you passed”

Ah, because of beans, I’m now outclassed

Home I went, on the way, more gas

I arrived; there was Jacob, dressed in sheepskin

I wondered at first, but I ignored

To our father I went and reminded him of the promise

Confused, he asked : weren’t you here a minute ago?

“I’m blind but I felt you, you are hairy, that I know”

Then it hit me, Jacob, the sheepskin he wore

In anger I screamed, “this one ‘di33’ I bore”

My gun I took and prepped it for action

I loaded and cocked it, a loud noise was heard

Then, our mother shouted:

“Esau, get an antacid”

Of My Dreams

Though dark is her glory

My love spurs her fury

She smiles like crazy

Wakes me from being lazy

She knows, I love her

But will she do me, I wonder

She’s lyrical like Stevie Wonder

And plays me like Andres Iniesta

I’m befuddled by her soft touch

Her fragrance knocks me out like King Kong’s punch

Her dreamy eyes, they immobilize me

Her melodious voice, it serenades me

I yearn for her continuous attention

She knows, she ‘flexes’

And then she flirts me

Those are crumbs, but I love her still.