Dancing Mask
Looking at you; they feel lust They wants to get a taste of it Promiscous eyes bewitched with anxiety Pointed heart longing for a touch The max dissolver couldn't penetrate Their rigid and gloomy heart Sharpened tongues graced with deception Aimed towards the timid prey Until they gets a taste of it Salivation will never bid them farewell Until they caress the depth of hood Their indisciplined hands will never rest They're loosed cheetah wandering in search of bone- A used bone of ethic origin They're lion without teeth Boar without fists- Pretending to possess the devouring power They've put on the mask again To deceive, degrade, receive and escape They were here before- Pointed nose! They're disgusing-On dancing mask! 'dum dum! ', they're pricking the drum- Don't dance to the tune of their jamz After the jamz they'll remove the mask- Display of veil'd personality- Dancing mask! ©2017 Adeyemi Joshua