Kneel By Mercy Oluwarinu

Bow at my feet and worship my sin Blessing my anatomy the morning glory Even as you drink the creamy sweetness Fruition produces.   Kneel and let the praises of "master" flow, silk Like the rushing fountain at eve time. Kneel and kiss my raw thighs in the heat of sweat, Letting your shameful bareness soothe my angry thrives, exalting…

Barakat

I've lost contact with that world With it's abnormal dimensions and Geometrical architecture that speaks The truth of an only. I now sing Shirk and think it wise when I dance to the "strangers" music and mingle Among the "commoners" wishes.   I pray to no direction and Act out no ablution. Woe be the compass and be burnt every…

ABIKU (The withered fertility) By Mercy Oluwarinu

  Mama rues the days she bears me. Her tongue spits a burning fire, An antique dagger it remains In the heart of father.   In the wake of the sun she would curse her hidden stars. And in moon's reign would praise the ancestral power Of the river goddess who smut her The wound of a withered fertility.  …

What love did to us

See what love did to us. We embraced the word but not its meaning and let it take charge of our emotions and humanity. We sought to maintain the status quo against all odds, and we got blinded to the hurt we were sowing. Love, it became an answer to all the questions I asked you. Love, it became an…

WRATH (The Holy Satan) – Mercy Oluwarinu

The spirit woos around me. Echoing its chants to my ears; It preaches its scriptures, Vocalising its psalms. By praising the tri-gods; it tries to cage me in the sacrament Of its cursed cross. I spat at the face of spirituality, It's powers I exhorted abominably as though an act of adultery. Then spirituality spoke fire. Alas! Ripped, the cross…

Heathen – Mercy Oluwarinu

I place a swear on spirituality Using my scarred palm of sacred Prostitution. The sacred blood of my pagan palm That obstructs not nature from condemnation's eyes, Places the cross in the bosom Of pleasure's spell And forever it will dwell, on my nipple's spot.   I place a swear on spirituality. May the sacrilege of my nudity Forever uphold…

My arrest – Mercy Oluwarinu

I'd rip the cross of salvation to pieces Tearing its beads; the pillars to pieces I'd snatch salvation from the burning candle of incense And own it in hatred with my sharp tooth for blackness. I'd roll the balls of salvation with my tongue And clothe its bareness with saliva's wrath I'd rape the cross of salvation till it rusts…

The vow, too

I have never been surer of anything in my life like the words I am about to express you in this moment. More than that, in a world where love fails and marriages, crumble on uncertainties, I keep unwavering faith in what we share. That I take you as my wife in this day, not as for better for us…

The Vow

My woman, standing here with you in this moment is the new beginning I have always relished. I’ve been on a lot of trips, been with many girls and the excitement I have experienced before now is nothing compared to how I feel knowing you are finally mine, Iyawo mi, here’s my vow to you. I want you to know…

Super Father, Superb Legacy!

Living is about giving, impacting, sharing happiness and touching the lives of others in significant ways. It takes a selfless and passionate man to live it to the fullest. To make sacrifices irrespective of the consequences; to close your eyes to what others can offer you and open your heart to what you can offer them. I know a man…

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