It Was All Dream

It Was All Dream

[font="Times New Roman", serif]The whole thing started in the city cafeteria[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]When they met at the counter to cut a drink.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Was she African? American? Many would ask and think.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]But she reminded him of the Miss Planet in his old college magazine:[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]An eloquent curvy blonde with a seductive smile, [/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Light-blue eyes, unblemished, glittering like diamond, [/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]rolling majestically in their sockets.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And thick hair falling on her mane, an epitome of an Indian goddess’.[/font]
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[font="Times New Roman", serif]Then as if a spell, her fine looks crippled his very aim.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Enchanting her with sweet words all days as they came.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Pretermitting his parents’ words, acting to be all ears,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Praying not, but only asking for her “Yes”,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And winning her at last, he rejoiced all day in tears,[/font]
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[font="Times New Roman", serif]Then the first night they hoped to share together came.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Driving her into his mansion and seeing all the luxuries, [/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]She whispers “Oh goodness!”, with lips as red as a crimson stain![/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Backing her to the bedroom and never looking back,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]a thick hand rested a trigger on his scalp[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And like the speed of lighting, six huge ugly figures bumped in,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]with masked faces, guns in hands and amulets adorning their necks.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And his heart somersaulted as she kissed the trigger man with a smile [/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And with their commands, he buried his face on the terrazzo floor,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Lying there motionless like a fresh corpse, groaning in fear,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Lying there, picturing how they commanded each door opened.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And with the wife of the gangster leading the way,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]They fled away with all his years of sweat.[/font]
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[font="Times New Roman", serif]For what looked like years,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]He jerked out of bed in pants soaked with rivulets of sweat,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]trembling and eyes soon turning red and darting about aimlessly.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]Dashed to his briefcases but found them as they were.[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]And realising it was all dream,[/font]
[font="Times New Roman", serif]He sank into the nearby sofa and muttered “Oh thank you, Baba Lord.”, [/font]
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© kdagbesi - 05-08-23-05:49 PM

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