DISGUISE

DISGUISE

On the day of the first instance

When my eyes beheld your grandeur

That by a strange happenstance

I saw the spire of my desire

Which in the eyes of my obvious stance

Will satisfy the goal of my aspire

Then you say to me “Shalom”

You becloud my sagacious spirit

With the bait of euphoric spire

And blind me with your salve

To your sacramental – sacrilegious slag

That I cannot resist your sally

So I surrender to your charming siren

Then you say to me “Shalom”

You come to me with your charm

And by sleight of hand imprison my stance

That as a singleton your sisal binds

Yet with skirmish silence I submit

You make a simpleton sire your sublime

With nothing save yourself to mind

Then you say to me “Shalom”

On the day of the first instance

With the bait of euphoric spire

You come to me with your charm

Yet with skirmish silence I observe

And see the guile beneath the charm

And when you say to me “Shalom”

I unfold the mask beneath the guise.

                                                            UGAH UCHENNA

                                                            29/04/2011