Emissary of Death doing ding-dong round
Culling coteries of class and crass
Across continents in crisp, clumsy cuts.
‘Want me popping at you, Poet?’
‘Ah! Scion of the Grim Ripper
‘What say have I in that?
Mortal am I on this coil.
My time is my time though,
Hades, Heavens harry me not not;
To you we are all bound’.
– ‘Nowo Osigbesan, August, 2014