Falsified Agony

Adeyemi Vincent

(I)
The cruelest of storms I shall 
name the wonders of Nature, 
As I heat and wane inside, the world 
will not miss my smile ,
Just as the Sun will I bless their 
visage with my agony falsified. 


(II) 
As the Sun descends down the 
stairs; Before it lays its head will
 dreams be mine under watered eyes, 
For the night and its knife to miss 
my cry_ As we traded torture for my 
tears in the past. 


(III) 
 As hell sits on the stable of this soul, 
As though it is home for the horror 
And sorrows of this world
Licking my ribs with diligent tongues 
of fire __flaming from my heart, 
I'll don on the smile of a Child till I die. 

(IV) 
The cruelest of storms I shall 
name the wonders of Nature, 
As I heat and wane inside, the world 
will not miss my smile ,
Just as the Sun will I pamper their 
visage with my agony falsified.