Mad Convert's Wishes

MAD CONVERT'S WISH

Here comes my pet,my prime
Defying restriction time
Kneeling beside as I dine
Give me a toast of lime as wine

How was your night,my baby?
Isn't it too early for this hobby?
Can't I wait to play the hubby?
Can I lead a team to lobby?

Do we set a date for marriage?
Won't our wish become a mirage?
Shall we continue to manage?
Haven't we really come of age?

What will gossiping neighbours say?
When they get wind of our play
Will keep vigil all day
Till your mother comes their  way

Lest our case laid bear
For the great prophet to hear
Our flesh to suffer pain
Of the dangling dreaded cane

Like sinners before justice throne
Nakedly paraded and left alone
To wander with mark like Cain
Agonizing in pain of the cane

Religious Barbarity !
Doctrine that entangles fast
In web of inescapability !
Like the die is cast

Hurry up,the sun set to set
The footpath already wet
Father waits to be served
Favourite corn,roasted

The evening bell rings
Signals the arrival of my leader
The church choir sings
Expecting me at Jordan's river

Trained was I to obey
To question not the celestial
Warned to also keep at bay
Blasphemy and terrestrial

His acrobatic feats I so feel
His healings seem too real
On my 'thing' he rests his heel
Yet my manhood he can't heal

(C) Omoniyi Adeomo

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