Herds Men On Rampage

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
the sordid state of the fulani herdsmen is revealed in this poem.

Submitted: March 21, 2017

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Herds Men On Rampage

By John Jimoh

We saw them in the nudity of the desert

Swinging their rods like mystical poles

The herds revealing their goals as they

Match along the southern protectorate

Hunger and dryness make a print in their

Faces with pleas to the oaks for ease

The shawls melted in heated contest

When bargain everywhere a mirage

Roasting the fury of the men and

Memory could no longer single out

Man from the beast edible

Out of the blue they stumbled on

The emeralds with bows of  smiles as

Grotesque ramble infused a vampire

Urge in their appetite tempering with

Their sensation of humanity

Massacre sifts from their lips without

Impulse as men of the coverts in the city

Embraces from the community for social

Order and wealth give them no pleasure

Their wanton foray leaves the farmers and

Indigenes as prey of their cruelty

Their creatures graze crazily within the coast

Years pour profusely on them to fade-off

Memories of viciousness from the desert

Yet that garment of brutality that encrusted

Them is refusing a separation from their skins

The valleys have covered up with

The bones of men, cruelty upon cruelty

Flowing from the bizarre itinerary of the

Herdsmen, O possessor of human deeds!

Rampaging the host kinship to extermination


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