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Azubuike Chidi Justin

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Ibadan, OYO, Nigeria

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Two Nights In One Day

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
men hastened to sleep by irons of blood
as seraphic sheeps slaughtered
in a cascade of crimson-like drips.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
soulless souls on the prowl
shrieking with cruel delight
amid feasts on maiden-heads.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
black clouds everywhere,
the garlands of peace trodden by beastly souls,
leaving us two nights in one day.


Two Nights In One Day

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
men hastened to sleep by irons of blood
as seraphic sheeps slaughtered
in a cascade of crimson-like drips.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
soulless souls on the prowl
shrieking with cruel delight
amid feasts on maiden-heads.

Black clouds descend the threshold of peace,
black clouds everywhere,
the garlands of peace trodden by beastly souls,
leaving us two nights in one day.

Epitaph

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Vultures play the lyre
with fevered excitement
enthralled by the entrails of diseased minds.
Sepulchral renditions soar,
cresting winds wings outspread,
devouring existence,
consuming time and space.

Starving Little Pot-bellies

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Kwashiorkored siblings,
mmm...starving little pot-bellies.
Infants no better than sooty soles,
drowned in an ocean of tears
with nasals like damaged sewers
oozing freely.

Itchy little buttocks,
forever glued to the earth-crust,
scourged by sultry stings
with death playing the lyre.

Mirthless Madrigals

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Mirthless madrigals,
mumblings of murkish minds,
the Holocaust,watershed of miseries endless.
Crows on carrion this mindless carnage subsists,
ripped,ruptured,ravaged by loveless hate,
custodians of stuttering rifles,
inhabitants of stygian gloom.

Wanton Harvest

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Ravished by blighted beings
on a tempest crest,
crushed by the heavy hand of grief,
Nature laments this wanton harvest:
smoky muzzles for sickles,
gory grains in graceless graves;
alas,the Apocalypse is birth.

Throes Of Chaos

by

Azubuike Chidi Justin

Throes of chaos,
strident sound of doom
throttling the throng of reason
to mere muffled throb.

The bedrock of serenity shudder,
volcanic feelings erupt
striding across plains
with dagger unsheathe.

Throes of anguish,
heralds of needless sighs,
the garment of peace long shred,
needs the seamstress guide.