Second Coming (Part I)

For the common man, ahead of 2017.
PEV
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The second coming was not as orgasmic
as you had anticipated…
Take for instance, the dancing hyena.
Who showed him how to wriggle his hind like that?
The salivation of night songs poured into your ears:
“Come! Come! Wait, don’t come!
Do not come close to the fire, hyenas don’t love light,
They love in darkness…”
But the second coming was not as orgasmic…
When the warthog came, he couldn’t remember your name
He thought you were lost in the jungle…
Yet you were the jungle in the jingle.
Do not sing songs to monitor-lizards,
They have not ears to hear
Do not monitor lizards,
They are not like geckos…
Geckos nod even to non-existent echos
‘cause music is fiction –
a roaming nightmare just like poetry and prose
narrated by hyenas before they break into guffaws.
Indeed the second coming was not as orgasmic…
Didn’t you see violent vultures dance on our graves?
Do not wink at the sun or does she kiss your thighs in the night?
Sun and moon do not see eye to eye and when they do
the world goes blind…
You shall not celebrate the second coming
See the congress of baboons you invited to congregate
in your own homestead…
They shall dance, they shall laugh at you!
The wilderness was meant for the wild,
Forests were discoveries
of the monkeys.
Just let them be!
Give me some sedative, I need to go back to sleep in my grave.
Since I came under, there’s been awkward silence…
The break-dance I taught you posthumously
was not meant for baboons in gumboots
The break-dance was never an opening dance to an illicit prayer
It was not a dance for anyone else but you,
and never for you to bewitch yourself.
I watched you dance to the sound of war
I wondered…what war?
What for?
Why?
Where?
For whom?
Beware, the second coming shall not be as orgasmic
as you had anticipated…
They shall infect your kissing with leprosy of the lips
as a result of their hate speech!

If Facebook was a Set Book

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If Facebook was a set book
students would send friend requests to teachers,
and teachers to students,
then teachers and students would become ‘friends’
Classes wouldn’t be conducted in classrooms
rather from digital ‘windows’
running online…
on every student’s Timeline
Perhaps there would be a fair deadline
with ‘notifications’ to submit assignments and tests.
If Facebook was a set book
Students would ‘like’ questions posted on their Timelines
and teachers would have no option to ‘dislike’ students’ ‘replies’
Students would have a new way of doing their exam
because the exam would come
with beautiful illustrations from Instagram.
If Facebook was a set book
Parents back home would have a right to ‘comment’ on class discussions,
Students would ‘share’ their ‘status’ with their ‘friends’ from other schools
Poetry lessons would ‘trend’ on Twitter
and many a student would ‘retweet’ chapters of Facebook,
Students would have ‘140 characters’ to show their character.
In love with poetry, teachers and students
would form WhatsApp groups to relish the simile of smileys
they would chat in abbreviated language, shaking their head
or laughing out loud, or sometimes they would switch to Twitter
to ‘follow’ lessons on poetry together.
If phone books were short story set books
students would scroll up and down the alphabets
reading names of fictional characters narrated in passages
stored in short message services,
Students would save names of all characters in the set book
in memory ‘pens’ in their minds…
If indeed Facebook was a set book,
smart phones would be part of a student’s uniform
and all students would be too smart to sit any exam
…if only Facebook was a set book!