he bears his power on his head and shoulders with his authority he dictates the being of those beings that are living in his territory and decides where those who have died will lay their empty heads and worn-out bodies he knows his own and assigns them roles in his kingdom and the fate of the others he cares not about even when he journeys he goes with his regalia of reign and commands that he be armoured with the camouflage of power when he shall journey alone after his entourage amidst the blaring of sirens must have escort him to the port where he must fly alone perhaps he thinks will run another term having the Angels as his ministers and entourage perhaps he thinks he will be president in heaven
Gabriel Bamgbose
Ijagun Poetry Journal 