Posted July 21, 2007 · Charles O
1.
I defy you, and
Your canister contraption:
Stand me, face-to-face
—or, for your sake, stand down.
2.
Watch your bowels
Draw into my maelstrom
Of distress; Eviscerated
You, disemboweled.
3.
Look me in the eye…
Bleed rivulets, I order you!
What you fancy will, truly
Be the death of you.
4.
Lest I change my mind
And reduce you to…
Better yet, wait—let me
Forge a case of you.
5.
Ail your underlings;
Do come on, give
Me the reason
To strain you awhile.
© 2007 by C. E. Oyibo. All Rights Reserved.
This piece is strictly a poetic exercise; its language, in itself, should not alarm the reader at all.
But, for the interested, the piece is directed at the epitome of violence itself: violence that accompanies another crime—in effect, a violent crime.
The protagonist challenges that variant of violence to “bring it on”—that, that violence (and, in fact, any kind of violence at all) will meet its end at its very own hands.
For the even more interested, the violence that inspired (if violence can ever “inspire”) this piece, is the “One Chance” phenomenon, currently prevalent in metropolitan Lagos.
Added by Charles Oyibo on Jul 21 at 02:23 AM