Moonlight Monologue2(poem)

Even hideous faces
Of hooting owls
Perched on top
Of tall irokos
Contorted with frown
And spewed tears
At sordid moonlight dances below.
At sight of men
Made lifeless between thighs,
Women milked dry,
Flapping flabby breasts
And children deranged,
Dancing involuntary dances
In nakedness,
With zombie grin
On painted faces
Dancing to delight
Of Princes and Princesses
Who relish to humiliate,
To make lewd advances
And masturbate with glee
In the glare of minors.

By Chidi Anthony Opara