Decisions backed by deceitful mocks

There was once a land

Far and wide

Towards the sunset

The land of plaited horrors

Beasts lay their bellies

Upon the earth surface

World treasures; their occupation

Thick and grey in the sky made it rain

I had to go to school

To teach a lesson which I didn’t resent

Teasing me

I was renounced mad yet sane

That was the evening

Coarse drops had fallen

I was at school; road was muddy

The sun sunk

The light dissolved

It rained; who would stop?

Thash thash thash

We ran away homing

Shoes off and approaching the church

Truly not a sleeping place

Next to the church; a cattle camp

Not sheltered

Dung causes sliding

We nagged the cattle camp and the church

Thunder boomed

Almost deafening

As if I was behind a witch

Lightning cut through the young dark

Clothes heavier and watery

Home was drawing closer

Non-stop was the run

The body instead of cold was ironically warm

My heart seemed happier

Black and white across my sight

Seedlings were knee-heighten

Cows mooed in the byre

Home was vacated like battle field

Madly I stormed into the hut

And went back to creation of man

Soon; dry clothes were on

I got into the byre which had fire

I weaved hands over fire

Hands back onto my chest to warm it

I thought milking the cows with my hands cold

Chiiu chiiu chiiu

And a torch light

A word accompanied

Not forlorn I realized

My hands over fire

Hands back to my chest

Shivering was by gone but a cold laughter

Dripping still outside

A foolish in-walk

Was a plan to destroy me?

I was needed for interview by unknown figure

Reasons were guessed interview

I didn’t understand

But I had applied and would go for interview

A question after question

But I didn’t get perfect answers

This fake message touched my heart pulses

Mocker’s words

Confusedly told deceitful death

Of my beloved mom

I got irritated

Continuous disturbance at supper

A lost key with black rope

Either to signify life lost or life found

More mingled up I became

I couldn’t derive the happening

The key was later found

Till dawn; my eyes not sleepy

I pondered over it: who is this found in my family?

I knew my dad died old and I witnessed his death

He possibly could not return

A brother who died

I thought he could have come; might have been injured only

I hoped having a brother till then

The following morning

My body was heavier in that light

People gathered in the hut

Sick…ill are you?

I knew not what to say

Asking what they had never been asking before when I was sick

A day came and passed away

I was down

Eagerly waiting for powerful explanations

I perceived laughter and disdain

Jumpy I was

Lunacy glued to their tongues

I hardly ate

I drank milk until making it away

Liars are always foes

I was neglected to totality

I pocketed three pounds only

Heading town-wards

I loathed conversation to its utmost

Maltreatment drained my brain

I didn’t bet revile in them

Scoff at and snigger seeking explanation

My brain drained and drained less

I initiated to go study

Confinement kept me a door

Waiting for perpetuity

Tough politics and tricks of tricksters

I felt old for those clap-traps

To meddle round or home

I thought fretfully

I was already in town

No vehicle could leave that town by then

I ordered chapati with meat in that eatery I entered

The cost was my wealth of three pounds

Nothing was left for Everest to quench thirst

This was my first meal in a week

Milk was a stand-in

I surely was weedy and sought energy

I was fragile to virtually fall on my rise

I rested to finish meal and regain energy

I had no sleeping place

No bedding moreover

A playmate walked in sooner than later

We exchanged affable hands

Asking the happening

My look surrendered my secrets of tribulations

I was in gracious shoes

I had not only Everest to quench thirst but also Soda

We quenched

The question hanged

I had no craving to illuminate my tribulations

I had to proceed that night

I could not forty wink anywhere in that town

See; the guy swayed me to not walk that night

Someone would do away with my syrupy life; I thought

Must have been a off-keep from my attention

I put up in that same hotel

On a bumpy mat

I fathomed no heaven for me

I was somewhat okay

I revisited their hands that morning

Eventually I abandoned them

I had to find my Aunt

She expected me

I had no appetite

I swallowed five spoons and retired

Noise rose vibrantly

We ran out there and watched

Aunt cried; my nephew will be killed

I developed bitter throat

Flashed mingled up

Soldiers sang

Are those soldiers? Asked I

Wrestlers: she said…get into the house

I didn’t see wrestlers nonetheless

I flashed this and went for that till entering newly erected byre

Ingestion I repudiated too

I lay head differing fire

I slept alone that evening

I snubbed being guarded because I was sane

The night was well; I slept well and comfortable

My feet faced fire

My head distanced

I dreamt while night grew mature

An old woman snubbed getting into grave

She was pushed in forcibly finally

Black blocks passed across my sight

White blocks accompanied

I was awake and the scene advanced

A voice sang

Darkness has disappeared and light has come with peace

I didn’t know the song but those few lines from the chorus

I recovered better there

My aunt had brought some food then

She had treated milk with cow’s urinates

I disagreed while she forced me to drink and eat

Since then; I regained appetite as before

On the third morning

I could evacuate

I had managed swallow roasted maize grains

Not feeble; I was a giant

I revisited the town before it rained

We stepped onto the road

Scarce traffic but we had to veer sideways

A fair gentleman came persuading me to ride one of his vehicles

I was walking with my niece

I could not implement his plans

Soldiers spoke in their lorry

Come please come; we have suffered cattle raids

Just addressed to the road; did I discern who I was to them?

Rain drops fell upon me

We didn’t give up walking till we reached the town

The town was crowded and busy

School children gathered grass bundles

At the booking office; a policeman stood with a cane

Not meant for me either

We booked; travelling to the state’s capital

Before the departure

My clothes were unwashed

My elder sister promised to wash them for me

At the barrack; she was not qualified to do washing

I was still in devilish hands

I slept in their hands

That was my departure that evening by bus

Covering three hours; we took a break

A break for lunch and urination

The vehicle took off afterwards

I felt princely not from any royalty