Sin, Selah – My cursed-prayer.
God shall destroy thee for ever, he shall take thee away, and pluck thee
out of thy dwelling place, and root
thee out of the land of the living. Selah – Psalm 52.
Man, there is a testament: he who prunes wheat
from the garden of goodness shall eat bitterness.
he shall be stripped off like banana peels
Fire is the song that’ll swim on his lips.
& his lips shall be a curse on his head.
And his head shall be a miss-fortune of failed luck
lurk in his throat that lumps.
Today, like the straightness of heaven’s water,
I pour you splashes of curses. I shower you
the blessings of Herod in his torment in hell’s
I kiss you with the left thumb of Pharaoh
& his chariot in Red Sea. i fold your hands
like grandmas wrapper, into Nebuchadnezzar’s
viscidity. I splash you spits like the one
Jesus ate like bread on the cross.
Sin. sin sin sin.
in the scene of your dramatical liturgies
I have seen boys carry their cross in groans, girls have walked in shame from the defilement
of their holiness.
My father has slapped me in torrents
& I am biting my nails like Lion feasting a prey. fire is the song
i spew out from the ember of my mouth.
I curse you. i rain you my curses again
I am pouring my hefts of curses on you again…
again… again… again… & again…
The Savior’s Uproar.
I thirst. – John 19:27.
From the cross on my neck to Golgotha to the burns: the cuts: the songs of defilement: the laughter sprouting from the thistles of the crowd’s jests:
the fire that is lighted beneath my tongue: the nail that kisses my hand on the pains of the cross: the stiff robber’s
“Father, into thy hands I commit my spirit
“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Father, take your eyes off their transgressions”
It is finished.
Shitta Faruq Adémólá is an 18-year old Nigerian poet and writer, as well as a prospective Lawyer. He has works and forthcoming in; The Trouvaille Journal, Down In The Dirt, Eskimo Pie, A Country Of Broken Boys: Boys Are Not Stones Anthology, Songs Of Peace: Anthology For Peace and elsewhere. When he is not writing, he is holding his pad for Dream League Soccer, playing Scrabbles or listening to Simi’s sweet voice.
He tweets @shittafaruqademola.