Poetic Warefare

If a bird should sing and fly
and perch on purpose of creation
then let it be in the might of the priesthoods desire

but if it should perch consciously
in a bid to go in war against us
then let its breath fail her
let its bipedal be ghosted by the earth's trembling

Let the East, by the rising of the sun
smite its prideful chest
and cause it to faint before the moons wake
If the earth is to help men
and bear us a harvest in the West
then let it be so
in the pathways of the makers wish
but if the earth has been corrupted by an evil sower

then, let the sower be stricken with severe fever

and let its eyes sap within the imaginations of a robber

let him vanish as that of the emptiness in the unbelievers wake

and let him be robbed of its security
'Tis I say,
The craftiness of men
that are evil harvesters
cannot bewitch us
For our faith is grounded in a right hand
that serves as a banner of hope.
Even if we fall,
it is for a time
'Coz that man we have come to know
works in seasons of sweet manifestations.
Lean on him
Keep praying
Keep working
Keep believing
Keep loving in guard
Be guided in discernment
Seek forgiveness
and know his ways
For impossibility, is His name.
Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah
Aka Poet et cetera
AD 2025