Zombie Streets IX – by Samuel Amazing Ayoade (Blazing Pen)

under this dark shade of iroko i sat
like one recollecting the episode of a lost love
like a zombie flogged back to live by koboko
i staggered these streets of the living dead
the dead that died the death of the mind
in the blind heart of the deceit fed them
i saw a man in white
“man in white, when shall i stop dreaming –
of death and tombs and bombs?”
of streets of gold in blood?”
the sky blew like wind
and blued down this naked soil
in my bed i layed saying a prayer
may this new dawn be a boom(b)less one
and a dagger in the heart of slayers.
© Samuel Amazing Ayoade (Blazing Pen)