A THEATRE OF COMEDY

I have come from the city of my birth

Now a regular theatre of comedy

Where royal thieves and corperate gang stars

Are utopian captains of a wrecked titanic cruiser

I have left my family behind

I have thrown cautions into the blazing winds

To offer my sacred existence

As a necessary sacrifice

To some certain uncertainty

I have come this distant far

From a city of joke

Where hopes and motivations

Are only for the privilege few

Where massive opportunities stand tall

In distant pole to the helpless many

I have come from the city of my birth

Now a regular theatre of comedy

Where royal thieves and corperate gang stars

Are utopian captains of a wrecked titanic cruiser

I have totally surrendered my naive conscience

To the rituals of blood-oath and torture

To claim a fortunate journey of no permanent return

I have traversed through

Hundreds of sizzling deserts

I walked through the thick and thin

Of evil forests and dangerous groves

I strolled pass the lands of death

I have battled life up north

Across deadly seas

And narrowly survived the scares of wicked pirates

To finally reach these beautiful lands

Of flowing milk and honey

Alas! I have lost thousands of comrades and friends

To the heavy grip of fate and realities

I have dared all naked dangers

To face death

In my innocent attempt

To escape from biting hunger and wretchedness

I have come and left behind

My regular theatre of comedy

Where lies and deceits

Scheme to sabotage our youthful lives

And turn them to sorry outputs

Of fireworks and thunder strikes

I have to run and run…

Away from the city of my birth

Now a regular theatre of comedy

Where human lives are common jokes

I have to come

Here in these lands of

Flowing milk and honey

I have to leave my family behind

And throw cautions into the blazing winds

I have to offer my sacred existence

As a necessary sacrifice

To some certain uncertainty

Just for me

To ever taste

From the damning sweetness of life

©Adeola Goloba 2014