ASCENSION OF SWEVENIS By AbdulHakeem Jayeola Olayanju

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I have been so mute, wan and fierce
In painting all the Knights
Shaped like an orb
Beseeching me to paint on a Lea
I arose, miffed;
On pilgrimage to destroy the knights;
Echoes of their footsteps
And unsheathe of their brushes,
Journeyed my mind
And stuttered my speech
I saw their eyes,
I saw their mouths;
Schadenfreude on my plight
But- my rout upon the Knights
With my pains from the orb,
Made me soothe as habitats
In Acropolis struck with ecstasy
“Enormous and influential painter”-
Said the Knights
And here alone; your sacrilege haven,
The painting ends
Until I ceased being wan, mute and fierce
That bonsai blossoms berry fruits
And volcano springs cataract
That the bird becomes shackled;
And its lyric on all as though a sole on oily hot sand-
You chained yourselves,
And relies on nothingness.

About the author


Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.