THIS IS MY CULT

THIS IS MY CULT
This is my cult
Here violence is adored
So much blood and gore
Savagery, a treasured lore

Scribbled on several careless pages
A list…of victims
Piling, screaming so loud
Bearing scars from toddling strikes

And in this cult are brothers
Born of various bloods
Striking rainbow perspectives
Horning verses in pleasant rhymes

At the helm, a cap-on
A great light, musing
Sailing our Secret Communion
As we interact under a sleeping world

Awake in the initiation
Of several dissecting lashes
From palms hardened by ink
Awaiting my transition
Through a free verse rites of passage

And emerging from the den
Kitted in battle regalia
My weapon dripping blue blood
On age-long temple scrolls
Springing modern symbols
Pristine, even cherubic
New testaments, carefully lettered
As I await the laurels

Over time I fallowed
A hermit on a farm of metaphors
Shedding off fancy milk teeth
Chewing beyond mere root-words
Bone-words, now victims of my gore

Cracking, they beseech
Stirring loud screams
But I am now brutalized
In heartlessness, surely circumscribed

My brothers know not mercy
No such virtue in this doctrine
Dissect, horrify and if I choose, pamper
With such divine impunity

In the temple of great minds
Homer and Shakespeare beckoning
I offer my sacrifice
A libation of recitals
Obeisance, for hours
Nose-deep in these pages
Seeking refinement…and more blood

These words, humble toys
I pinch, hammer, transform
Forcing screams…and blood out
As they come alive

Gallantly I bestride the night
Solitude a loyal ally
This blank page, a worthy accomplice
Words…sheer victims

Then I prowl the grounds
Like a ghost, unnoticed
Manufacturing scary scenes
An uncensored escapade
Licensed to strangle you in your sleep

This is my cult
No divides between low and high born
Nobility defines us
Forged by talent, the muse and work
Minds refined through circumcision

This indeed is my cult!
Certainly here I belong
A scion from a timeless beyond
A recidivist, gutting words, spilling blood
An initiate, flagging a titled deed
In this noble cult of poets

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Anthony Itodo Samuel said...

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8 August 2011 at 15:52  
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