Thursday, November 22, 2012

The Balance of Terror

No, tat-for-boom, 
No, boom-for-doom...

The measure you give,
The gbosa you invite
At the closing

Your teeth rattling like
The anger in your soul, 
Hell hath no fury like an enemy 
Not fed fully with disaster

No, tat-for-boom, 
No, boom-for-doom...

The exploding pods of death telling
The story, how long, how terrible
Hatred hath gathered in the militant skies

My tat for your tit only
The normal handshake
In a symbolic exchange of fears;
My doom for your tit a tough statement

Never give 
Never receive;
Never dare
A perfect gbosa!

-- Obododimma Oha

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