rattling the forest with a bang foaming mad seething with rage
scampering and scrambling distraught creatures seek a hiding hole from the poacher
bolting in the cover of darkness taking the wings of the morning evading the bespectacled warrior they evaporate in droves
am radiant at your capture salivating and savoring the aroma of revenge
why did you not blink when I starred?
why were you not panic stricken at the tiger’s rage?
why did you stray into the fowler’s trap?
Why did you stare into the face of thunder?
i shall hang you at my gallows
your flesh as peace offering to my gods
hunting down this fly with a gun
opening the festering wound on the nation’s soul
sacrificing him to silent dissent
assiduously pillaging the land
irrigating the land with innocent blood
martyrs fueling the fire of change in dry bush
harmattan flames wildly consuming all in its path
