A sorceress defeated me with her spell;
My mouth is now womb for length-less fangs.
My thought now thinks what I can't tell,
As sons of angry sun thuds and bangs.
Do I dance to her tunes and save my woes?
How do I leave her derailing spoor?
I now have 32 eyes to see my foes.
As she kept me in the womb of her moor.
She gave me fangs for monstrous spree:
She crooned a lullaby as a cue.
I'm cursed by a sorceress who is free.
I'm so buried in her sorcery hue.
@ ODU ODE
Full name: Ahmadu Usman Ode
E-mail adress: UsmanahmaduOde@Gmail.com
Facebook Username : Ahmadu Usman PoetiQue
From The Author: AHMADU USMAN ODE writes under the Pseudonyms "Odu Ode" and "PoetiQue". He is from Kana, Nasarawa L.G.A Nasarawa state, Nigeria. He is a student of Public Administration in Nasarawa State University, Keffi. Currently in 200 level of his under-graduate intellectual pursuit. He is a lover of Poetry and an intending-poet.