The arch scheme of devilry became enthroned The hour I embraced your lust Dragons now roam the land of my body This is the sad story of the heroine and the villain. Hateful foes singing a duet The throes of death mimicking the dance of life The deaf and the Read more…
Deny me not access to the woods Do not hinder me from traversing the nations Sun, sea, and sand fills me with joy My name is Ovyay, the Traveling Poet. Dust, rain, contrary winds can’t stop me Roads, trains, planes are my comrades More money, no money rumblings of the Read more…
I have a dream That tomorrow shall be greater than today The Luther in me is awaken Madiba never gave up. My dream My hope for a new beginning My escape from the vortex of darksomeness The tomorrow I live in my today. My garment of hope Sewn with the Read more…
Colors of diversity flowing one into another An ornament of beautification on the neck of the sky Showing incomparable beauty to men on the earth You have to be a hater not to love the rainbow. As it is in the sky so it is in the earth Beauty and Read more…
Like a river that ebbs and rises Life is filling the earth that death is emptying Nobody knows when his turn will come Alive today, dead tomorrow, the story of the mortal man. When I am rich, I will be happy they say Yet the rich also cry Whether in Read more…
Masked men everywhere Jacob’s voice, Esau’s hands Welcome to the land of masked Where reality is dead and deceit is alive. We smile when we ought to be crying We laugh when we ought to be mourning The deceiver and the deceived Saying it’s well when it’s not well. Now Read more…
Another dawn, another day A spin and a yawn On my feet, I stand My coffee time has come. A mug and hot water Brown beans and cream Black dark waters to sip My coffee time has come. Call it addiction Call it duty A cup of long black or Read more…
Make it black Tasty dark waters No cows, no cream That’s the way it should be. Make it darker than a shadow Sipped nice and slow No sugar, no cream That’s the way it should be. Hot black coffee Helps me ideate Caffeinated, not decaffeinated pls That’s the way it Read more…
The umbrella is better than the broom The broom is better than the umbrella The game of musical chairs has begun A king we must enthrone. Strange bed fellows in a vicious zero sum game The dog espoused to the cat The lion and the deer in deadly romanticising A Read more…
Elegiac thoughts streaming into my soul Sad songs that make one cry Of what use is the elegies of the dead past Sad songs that make me cry. Like the malodorous stink of a skunk My soul needs a bactericidal touch Like a clogged and dirty swamp My skunked soul Read more…