Good morning death!
How long was your night?
And hope the journy was nice.
I know you live far beyound light
In a world of the dark.
Do you enjoy your sleep
Do you enjoy the sound of those
Helpless sheep in your dungeon.
Do you see your self as a king?
Or you spent all night watching film.
O!i heard the journy into your world is disastrous,
I heard you hunt those who are rightouss
And i heard you are extremely calurs.
Well its non of my bussiness
Even if you appear wicked
You will never last a weekend.

This is a game of the survival
The winner will stand tall
And the looser will fall
Into a blood of mud.
You are beautiful
Yes you are beautiful as a troll
Your eye-balls are electricfying
For they are full of several ghost.
Hapilly will i kick your ass over the goalpost
Baking your intestine till it roast
For century will i hunt your soul,
Hanging your stinking throut on a pole
Till your world becomes cold.
Do you remenber?
Popping out my brain like a toothpast
For days i was locked in your darkness
When you attacked me with a sickness.
You made my body a moutain
With blood streaming out like a fountain.
I beg for mercy
Yet you threw me into your underworld.
Have seen your ugly face
That even a troll would never crave,
The world is of several phase
But in this game i will end your race.
O!have you seen your teeth?
Have you seen your crown?
Have you heard your voice?
And have you smell your breath?
God!they are as bad as the ampeat of a madman.
Alone in your dungeon i couldnt feel my sight
But now i am back from your world
Like jesus my christ
That once shut your vocal cord
And treated you bad like a fly.
Prepare a bed of stone
And fixed your last supper with your ghost
Drink as you like and prepare for your end
For am coming like a thunder
Stricking every path of your soul.
Even if my power could not make you cold,
My anger would be a volcano.
With pleasure i will break every path of your bone
Burning them like a wood in my lonely home.
O!burn me down into ashes
Burn me for years with my lashes
With smile will i rise again like a pheonix.
Hello death!
Am coming for you
Because this is a game of the fitest.
I wont make the sky blus
Before roasting you as my feast
And dicing your ten fingers in a stew.
I heard you love your wife poverty
The one who detest humanity.
Thus breath against the glass
And drop her a letter on your window pane
For i will kill you very fast
And make her eyes rain.
I wont make your honeymoon last
When i make you tremble like a mightless dove
For you are a shameless king
With a dirty crown.
Prepare to loose your heartstring,
Prepare for a war,
Yes prepare for the worst….

inked by A.O.steph

Derazy Ajah

Ajah Goodnews Chidera Socially known as Derazy Ajah is an aspiring student of Ebonyi State University, with the aim of studying law. An indigene of Ebonyi State, she has a soft spot for writing, which she started at age 12, "Writing is simply the way I put out my thoughts",she always say. Her love for writing led her to put down nice peice of works. She has written lots of beautiful works. She owns the blog site where she puts out her works. She is the future yet to be seen.

2 thoughts on “SURVIVAL

  1. Aishatu says:

    I’ve never really liked poetry. But your words go soo deep.
    Nice piece dear


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