Black Magic | Ahmadu Usman PoetiQue

(Sorceress’ Spell)

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
(Po3tiQue)

Full name: Ahmadu Usman Ode

E-mail adress: UsmanahmaduOde@Gmail.com

Category: Poetry

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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.