CONSPIRACY OF THE GODS

The gods are jealous because

I’m in love with the Princess

So conspired to ruin the day

And like angry wanton boys

Kicked the drums of water in the sky

To let rains pour upon the earth in profusion,

But let them know today has been honoured

With the heavens in council decreeing

I must be by the Princess at the Festival of words.

Therefore, I must go, applaud and cheer her

Waving roses over her head

Before the electrified audience.

 

Let it pour down, turning all roads to a mud bath

I must go;

Let the pouring rain flood all roads,

I must go;

Let the angry gods thunder fearsomely

I must go;

Let the flashing lightning dazzle my eyes

And make me blind,

I must go.

 

Let walls and embankments suddenly

Spring forth to block all routes

I must go;

Let the day turn into night so no one dares

Its impenetrable darkness

I must go;

Let every bus, train, cab be taken off the road

Because of the inclement weather,

I must go.

 

Today, the gods are hereby overruled

As I must defy the elements to be by my Princess,

Not to dare the inclement weather and all opposing forces

For the sakes of those we love is not to love.

Where excuses reign instead of daring

Those things in the way of our love enterprise,

It means there’s no love,

Love that fears danger is no love

And love that listens to threats is for the bin

Love is sacrifice,

And it gives unconditionally

Without counting the cost!

 

JOHN ODEY ADUMA

BRITISH CHEVENING SCHOLAR.

 

*Written on the 7^th of July 2012.

 

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