The Peace-threatening Clouds

By Adeola Ikuomola
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The peace-threatening clouds
Erected mansions in the skies
In their sprawling monuments
Spewing lethal foes and woes
In dark nuclearised costumes
Dwell orange flames of blame
Blasts echoing in their inferno
Columns of black death billing
Their burning arrows in flights
Breed brewing domestic death
Parturition bears lamentations
Their graves smoke mountains
Exclusive, inclusive and elusive
The fainted glimpse of own love
Evading the sharpened eyeballs
Leads us to boiling mushrooms


BEADED BINGO RAINBOWS
Beaded bingo rainbows
Hanging up on the skies
I heard the sweet voices
Blaring in your speakers
Beaded bingo rainbows
Bending low in the rains
Bidding beaded bangles
Ringing as circular bells
Beaded bingo rainbows
Modelling for the winner
Picking up winning note
Playing sound keyboard
Beaded bingo rainbows
Reigning on a mountain
Teach me the soft tunes
Concealed in your beats


BLAZING BLADES
Blazing blades
Burnished bullets
Modular morticians
Convulsive courtyards
Growing graves
Like skyscrappers
Graze future gardens
Eyeing the blinking skies
The darkrooms
Bury the apertures
Tears tear the tongues
With the light's departure
The word wars
Test-run world wars
Bomb-pointing the way
To blazes, blood and heaps


THE DEATH VOICES OF WARLORDS
The bombs with the bumps
Echo emotional devotionals
The rushed lines of the seas
Were as theatrical deliveries
A brewing blank breeze blew
Through the grinning glades
As the sick sunrays crawled
Over the brawling gardeners
The death voices of warlords
Spoken under nuclearisation
As monster mushrooms rose
The beam of life melted away