BAD DREAM

Sprawled across the living floor, watching my favourite show
She's in the kitchen, cooking my favourite meal
It’s a beautiful July Afternoon, spacecraft is parked outside
I get up and sit back on the sofa, legs on the centre glass table
I'm thinking bout my life, I'm feeling so beautiful and able
Time goes by, look at the time and it’s a quarter past five
My food is ready, so I'm rubbing my belly
I give her a soft kiss, tell her I can't wait for her to be mother of my kids
About half an hour later, Can hear her telephone ring
She picks it up and hangs it up, and but still it keeps ringing
It rings again and again so now I don't know what to think
So I'm asking her who it is, all she says is .."Shishi please''
she runs up the stairs, now she's mumbling things
So I follow her into the room, pulling her, calling her name
she's shouting out, walking out, acting all strange
Now I'm losing my cool, acting a fool, feeling enraged
Then the phone rings again, she ain't even trying to pick it up
Now I'm furious, thinking of doing something hideous, its getting serious
she starts asking questions, crying, telling me I'm lying
Shishi!!..who's Linda, talk before these plates start flying
I'm telling her Linda is my friend's sister, this is real, this aint no acting
she then rips the pics from the wall, then she calls her home boy Paul
Now I'm a bit shaken, I ain't faking cos I know Paul is real crazy
on the fone I can hear her say, this fool is f...cking wit me baby
Now I'm thinking, y my lady calling another man her baby
So I grab my jacket, before I start hitting things like a raquet
she blocks me and stands right by the door, pulling me, grabbing my draws
so we grappling, struggling, I get knocked down by the force..
of Paul's punch..right to my melon, behind him were 3 dudes, all looking like felons
Now she telling me, shishi don't think I ever loved u, I used u
Feeling all used, feeling all bruised, u don't wanna be in my shoes
Damn, I'm fearing cos this in my ears sounding like nothing but music
I took her shopping, helped her through college, tryna help her be something
So I did this for nothing, another kick now these dudes gonna beat me rotten
Now Paul grabs a gun from one of his boys, i could hear the terror right in his voice
Now he's got his finger, on the trigger...then BANNNNNNNNNNNG!!!
I wake up shaking,sweating, my baby tells me I just had another bad dream..

THESE ARE THE DAYS OF MY LIFE

THESE ARE THE DAYS OF MY LIFE

Devil spiked his drink but he wined from a different cup

Faeces in his food but he dined from a different pot

He's one with the wind so he disappears from the nostrils of their mutts

Have his blood in their cups but he's poison to their taste buds

And they danced when he fell but the drumming was his heartbeat

Demons clothed like vixens will take your life with just one kiss

They laid snares through his path but he build a castle in their sand pits

He walked through the darkest paths, swam with the most heartless sharks

Feels like he's screaming but silent hills do not hear him

The streams are too deep and the mountains are too steep

Drowning in his fears but poisoned tears cannot help him

Garments full of pain and they they telling him to wear it

Eagles soar over thorns but still the dirt will have its last meal

These are the ways of my ways, The art of my heart

These are the ways that i write, these are the days of my lives

..TEARS OF FEAR...UNDER DIRT..

She was a winner on God's ship

Went astray like a lost sheep

Now u can hear her weep from the devil’s whip

The lord had ordered her steps, but like a broken rudder, she would not steer

She was blinded by the world, like a permanent stare at the sun’s glare

Everywhere that there was darkness, you were sure to find her there

Feels that nobody cares; the pain is too much for her to bear

She was unshakeable like a tree, but like a piece of paper, now she would easily tear

How she longs for the voice from above that was always so near

She was clothed with heavenly riches, now she’s covered in dirt

Now she promises to listen and not to ever turn a deaf ear

A little more time she pleads, only if she could get out of here

But now its too late

Prince S. Akinsanya '09