Tag Archive | Flesh

The Harem … Part 3.

How on earth did they cope,

Rulers of dynasties old?

What strength possessed them

To rule roost o’er these cesspools?
Kingdoms ruined, alliances bust

By shenanigans of the Harem politics

Fortunes, hard won, easily lost

Yet, this institution endures.
Why on earth do men do this,

Pursuit of flesh to gratify flesh?

Who can man save from this pull of

the sweet and sour taste it bodes.
Harems, meant to show man’s prowess

Yet in deed shews forth women’s might

As birds a nectar draws, men always drawn

To that which eventually his death makes!
(The end… Or is it?)
© 25th September 2016. Adewale Adeniji.

The Harem … Part 1.

 

The rivalry of the harem, benefits who?

He has the pick of the litter, doesn’t he?

That poisonous jostle, all that treachery

Who does it really avail?

 

 

They rule his roost, strutting supple behinds

He, lord of his manor, conqueror of sundry escort

Unquestionable Duke of the fattening cortèges

But who does it really favour?

 

 

Not the flesh pressed … not all the time

Nor the flesh that presses? Nay, not always

Who doth best say, “I am well served”?

The question, my friends comes in bundles

 

 

Yea, bundles of heart a flutter but broken – yes

In swathes of finery well-worn but shorn – oh yes

Assortments of fine leather, all worn out! – well, yes!

No bazaar or boom for Solomonic harems. Or is there? …

 

 

(To be continued …)

 

 

© 24th September 2016. Adewale Adeniji.