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
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