The Road

by

Clarius Ugwuoha

You stretch
Twist and turn
Through cities
And towns
Are you really as you look?
Are you really dead
Long as you lie
Eyes shut and limbs at ease?

Claws bared,
Innocent like the lamb,
You stretch your arms for the traveller's hands.

The air is pregnant with death,
Streams and oceans of blood
Wash through your earth-sized throat.

Play your chamelion tricks
Put on that facade of calm

But even as you lie
Eyes shut as though you're dead
Travellers still will cringe and pray
Before they thread
Your deadly realm

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