Purple House
Eight flaming hours,
The mad angry fire ravaged the
Purple house.
The fire screamed,
Hissed irritatingly,
the skies blackened
The earth too.
Our faces blackened
Our hands too.
Finally,
Around 10pm,
The wallowed purple house bowed,
Collapsed, twisted into a grotesque fist
The fire strolled away towards the east.
And then the godamn' firemen arrived.
Oluwatosin Aribo(2010)
poem by Oluwatosin Richard Shiba Aribo
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