OF PAIN & PLEASURE

Beat me and sex me she said

But I concured that her desires were demonic

Wondering why a damsel could only enjoy sex

After a massive round of beating from her lover

'twas a true life story-I do not lie

And I hoped this will culminate into a letter

To the entire world to tell them what I’ve seen

Of a possessed friend whom I found on a mission

Untill she told me in apology what I'm missing

Not knowing I’m more possessed than her in thinking

Traveling long miles just to perform a Poem

Or at other times doing other ministerial works

Putting myself in avoidable danger of some sort

And making me to mix pain with pleasure

Just like her who sees it to be fun

Never thinking she was really possessed

Even after I said it was not normal

But for her the idea was abnormal

Dazed but not defeated; I went back into my shell

Wondering what on earth I could have done

When the desire to perform was like a fire in my bone

Which I could only quench by performing what I write

Her insinuation sound valid though it’s just a musing

Yet I know I am like an employee on a mission

And my performance only sustains my relevance with my maker

If this however means I'm really possessed

Then I'm glad to say I'm possessed for good things

17.06.12. 12:50-1:15Pm

Thank you for reading. To my followers on The Ghost of Aro story, please stay tuned, the story will be continued on a better platform after a while. However, please Click to see my Performance Poem on Naija Poetry Slam.