I was caught in a situation

That gradually graduated.

Morphing into a python,

The beast is now pressing me

On each side.

And as I asphyxiate,

I don’t fight back,

Advertently so…

I’ve crushed a lot of

Pythons in my time.

Some I just decapitated

And put in the fire 

Right after flavouring with basting sauce.

And when the savour ascended

To the heavens,

The proud Creator declared it

A sweet savour.

And when the savour descended

To the Hades,

The haters, the relatives

And relevant steak-holders,

They took it personally.

At first, they scattered like

Spilt water in the morning

And said ‘every serpent for himself’,

And then, they took it personally.

I gave him carte blanche

With my life…

This serpent that is now flexing

And feeling good about himself

On the Ph D’s shell casing.

‘…Xerxes has taken the bait…’

Why else do you think

The doors were left unattended?

Your presence in this palace

Was prognosticated,

And now, you’re attended to.

You’ve broken into the house 

Where the walls have eyes 

I’ll tell you now, it might take

A while before you realize.

The Ph D you engulf is

Merely a shell casing.

The Macoy is a sandwich

Between Christ and God.

And Lion on guard,

Or caretaker is the Paraclete.

Screams reverberated as he

Was being dragged on his feet.

You should’ve consulted

Your false prophets.

Although I doubt they’d see

Past the carpet to show you

Your own damn flaws.

Opened doors couldn’t trigger

The slightest scepticism,

How much are they really credible?

Should you decide to write

A personal book of lamentations,

Inculpate your lacklustre slither.

We saw you a mile away_

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Peculiar "Ph D" Khumalo, born and bred (and buttered) in White City, Soweto, the liveliest township in Africa in 1987. Attended Boarding School at Bophelo Impilo and Matriculated in 2007. While his erudite endeavours do not venture beyond Matric, he had long been told he had a way with words, a hype he still has a hard time believing. "Of all the pleasures of life, I relishes nothing more than a conversation over coffee" ☕