TELL ME ODIKRO

With the arms of the mountains in protection

Tell me the brooms that sweep nightmares into heads

Show me the airs that aid their heads into homes

Is it the calls of horny beads of widows for what fate has snatched from their sides?

Or the rumbling stomachs of widowers for their gone lovers?

Tell me Odikro, protector of peace

II

There should be many things that little head heard

To drive it into flights of fright

When darkness yoked the earth

And day strolled outside earth

Tell me Odikro, all seeing

What you saw from her inverted pupils in sleep

III

Could it be because the ancestors

Have been replaced by prophets and saints?

Could it be because the gods have been booted from heaven doors

That we shout in vain to reach the heavens?

Could it because seers have been mistaken for devils

With plucked eyes and defeated souls?

Tell me Odikro, this itchy ears need it

IV

If the shrines call for fowls in tones undecipherable

And the trees feel the disturbances in sways unreadable

Write us a letter in our sleep

Not nightmares which stretches goose bumps of fear to our skin

We are your children after all

No matter our colours, no matter our greed

We are the results of your lovemaking with thoughts

 

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