The Great Monk

Deep down the forest birds chirp while pure divine waters Course between two hills Defiant to desperation The birds produce wonderful nostalgic musketry Who says Adam cannot dance to music reminiscent of Colonialism

The thunderest emissary makes a sober knock At your door Open or have him stagger in with fury Offer a seat or he enters your nose He proffers nothing but gold One that finds expression in the Atlantic Ocean Will you salvage yourself or bear the brunt Of popular request

Romeo sits on rock to lavish affluence
Could that tally the morning sun whose
Tongue is apt to lick nectar of the amok bee Now his shadow haunts much as ramrod Through the spine The god's plate is fixed with pebbles of Dishonesty Yet hunger stares at the orbit of benign ones

The month of planting watches the farmer As he prepares to reap his folly Disguised as mansion Mr. Man's thatch edifice Will soon yield to dew

Obama radiates simple conspicuous smile
Probably because his star exudes great
Ecstatic prowess
As the muscle tone diminishes
One only wishes to measure
The true length of the
Carrion

(PS: Please this poem is copywrited)

Mohammed Abdulai Naporo
and
Abdulai Hanan R. Confidence
Nurses' Training College, Tamale
TEIN Members