We shall drink to your death
Our lips parting in wide grins as you twitch and turn for the last time.
For you will one day meet who holds the bolt Zeus wields.

For four days I slaved
Your personal mule who you whipped into project completion.
All the while waiting for the hay that we discussed.

The project finished and the heavens shut up.
Five weeks going now and no single drizzle of rain.
Always with the big numbers quote; dark fruitless clouds.

I ran up debts for him.
Sent crazy threats to him.
Apologized with sombre regrets again
Slept with heart pounding

All in anticipation...
That the beast would pay.

Hear
Your death shall be a refreshing alert tone for us
The earth shall belch your decomposing frame after days of swallow.
For you are a bitter pill none can swallow.
A bitter pill to be crushed soon by another so hollow.

Wow!

I'm really curious as to the intention of this poem..
Please can you explain further?

greenek:
I'm really curious as to the intention of this poem..
Please can you explain further?

Been duped by someone. Hewill read it. And he will understand that this path of duping innocent writers will only lead to a disastrous end

lalaponcus:


Been duped by Fidelis Aganyi. He will read it. And he will understand that this path of duping innocent writers will only lead to a disastrous end

You're a good writer.
Your write up wouldn't make him pay u.. So, why stress yourself.. After 5weeks,why are you still hoping, just leave him to his folly and also pray that judgement shouldn't be from your hand