ISLAM IN SMOCKY MOCKS (CRAZY STANZAS)

‘Wↄi wↄi, wↄi, wↄi wↄi!’

Islamic rules wear traditional smocks

Sweating under oblivion in locks

Powering croaky voices and attracting flocks

Who open fem-stalls and put in stocks

Hammering submission like traveling seconds of clocks

They proudly say they are the cocks

‘Wↄi wↄi, wↄi, wↄi wↄi!’

I am sure when Islam reached the docks

Needing to attract wearing alien frocks

As brutish men took off their frocks

Smock wearers peeled their undies like Australian jocks

But when they were beaten and taunted with mocks

They developed some tendencies to give some knocks

So they got their fems in misinterpreted locks

And sealed them with fake Allah’s rocks

III

A slap and a kick and the tick tocks

Pushed in shadows and pain and the tick tocks

Dances in hot smocks for pleasure and the tick tocks

Now urbanization boils and talks as the tick tocks

The suppressed veils must be unveiled before the tick talks

And when they are unveiled, ‘wↄi wↄi, wↄi, wↄi wↄi!’

I will dance to the rhythms of the tick tocks

And lie flat in praise for the breaking of the locks

By amoafowaa