POMPOUS TRANSMITTER Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI


I wonder how it sees

But it responds so well

What it sees affects it

Nights are no barriers

It pierces the dark

And perceives it object


Like a den gun

It begins to hum 

Moving in chequered styles

Lifting garments up

Down and up again

I think it also hears


Every sense serves it

The eyes send their service

The ears make the wake

Touches sets the fire raging

The pompous transmitter


It works something miracle

Bearing message of mystery

We think it has no eye

But its target is unmistakable

Trudging in and out

It serves the dish of life

It does this with a vomit

The vomit that brings life

The message of new life

And a new generation sets in


Does it have a song?

But it dances though uniquely

Does come with honey

But the lady kept moaning

The relish go round

The bearer is inescapable

It sets the venue ablaze

Two fighting in joy

Sometimes crying ensues

But never for a helper out there


And most times we hear

Even from assumed victim

In the amidst of the sweet pains

Hit it harder! Tear it out!!

Still can't imagine

Pompous transmitter


Rising like a thousand giants

We fear it will pierce to death

It's all for the show

Just as it foams on vomit

The giant becomes a dwarf

So weak and timid

Such a deceit by nature

Pompous transmitter


You eat the greatest of riches

Even the most chaste knows

You're the second mouth

But you eat without mercy

But what can we do?

We all men are happy for you

But our women seem happier

What would they have gained

If ever you were never

Pompous transmitter


Oh penis!

It is you I call

This pompous transmitter

You carry life

You bear death also

But the taste you serve

Is everything to savour

We feign shy and holy

But we know your importance

I'll remember you more times

The pompous transmitter

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

THE OUTLAWS IN THE SOUTHWEST AND THEIR ENABLER: THE AREA BOY CALLED OBA OF LAGOS Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI

COUNTDOWN TO BLISSHALL LAUNCH: A NEW ERA IN ENTERTAINMENT By KIVOrg Editorial

LET US CLING TO THE OLD SCIENCE TILL MODERN SCIENCE CLEARS OUR SUSPICION OF ITS ILLEGITIMATE GIFT TO FEMINISM IN THE SCIENCE OF REPRODUCTION Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI