War Cry

In a good way

How do a man reach heaven while on earth?
That is the question brooding on my mind.
I want to see, I want to know,
What this paradise looks like,
All while on earth.

When would I get to experience this?
Abefe, the daughter of the palm wine tapper,
Would you get me to this daydream of mine, I said.
Repeatedly, she would say the word, "No".

Then, persistent I became until I could get the key that unlocks her heart.
On this fateful day that Abefe would take me on this journey was unplanned for.

Secretly, we went to her father's farm.
Leaning me against a palm tree, she climbed me like her father would climb the plam tree.
The journey to paradise begins.

Slowly as the lip lock begins, my _Dansiki_ was being lifted and the knot to my trouser was removed.
Abefe got down from me like the wine has already been tapped,
Making a downward movement to pour into the wine keg.

Just like I saw her yesterday pounding yam, she grabbed onto my pestle pounding it into her mortally mouth.
Then, half of the journey has been made.
Proceeding to where paradise lies, my neural senses shook and I could feel every molecule of air passing around me.

On getting to paradise, there came several shots of an end product, looking like a white gelatinous precipitate.
A warm welcome to paradise.
Reaching paradise was a long journey.
And I was tired, but in a good way.


-African Giant✍