THE STANDBY HOOKER: A POEM

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THE STAND-BY HOOKER - A POEM

From the flash-point of my life
The life blisters
Through a fragile palm
The knees 'bended'
A head towering in the skies
I sat in the night's shadows
Comforted by tears

Was it not I?
The monster did created
Of a certain oxen
With a tasty throat
Down each lump she swallows
The sweet milk of life
Through those hot moments
Periods of constant whipping
With the black mace of pleasure
Into the cuddling sweats
A religion of ancient origins
Her royal attire barricaded
By an immense weapon
Chained with the veins of stiffness
Into the opening slippery ear holes
In turns it entered
With shouts she cried
Of a sweetness divine

But she was a golden child
One of the tribe of holiness
Endeared to the almighty
With wishful purpose
To honor thy name

In a flash, she turned
At the door of no attention
She crept to the light of sin
And tasted the fruit of death
Now she is stuck
Eating the stick of every stranger
Remember, she was once a good girl
Poverty did turn her to a monster
Her eyes roam
For her soul is lost
Sold to the sweetness hidden under the trouser...

A piece of creative writing bƔ
Alexander Thandi Ubani
A Poet, writer, Novelist and Thespian.
©®2013

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16 comments

oloyede 2 years ago

nice one, i will like to do a review of this poem later,but it is filled with in depth meaning


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ubanichijioke 2 years ago from Lagos Author

Thanks Oye for stopping by. I will be most thrilled if you do me the honor. all the best to you.

and thanks for the wonderful comment


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always exploring 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

This is deep and meaningful, sad life. Poverty hurts...


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AudreyHowitt 2 years ago from California

Poverty kills the souls bit by bit I think-well done


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Jodah 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

Some are forced into this sad life through poverty and not by desire, and although it is a sad existence, Jesus does not judge. Mary Magdalene was a prostitute. This is a very deep but wonderful poem. Voted up.


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ubanichijioke 2 years ago from Lagos Author

Sad life indeed, Ruby. Poverty is a killer and it hurts so bad.

thanks for stopping by.

You've said it all, Audrey. bit by bit it reaps the soul of sanity. We pray for the best.

You are right, Sir Jodah. through the forgiveness of sin one is counted worthy as if reborn even if you have been a victim of poverty or may have been driven to it by poverty. repentance is necessary! We pray God to keep his grace shining on us all through - but that shouldn't be an excuse though.

thanks for your kind comment sir.


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cecileportilla 2 years ago from West Orange, New Jersey

Very insightful poem about the reality of being caught up in an illicit life style. You humanized the actors beautifully. Good job!


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Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

wow uban this was crazy good I loved it... it was what I expected


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sujaya venkatesh 2 years ago

feel sorry for them ub


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DDE 2 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

Wow! This is sad to give up their bodies to earn a living and poverty certainly forced them to do what is now become part of their daily lives.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Poverty brings out the worst in people.


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ubanichijioke 2 years ago from Lagos Author

thanks my Cecile, your words are always concise and weaved with much understanding. You got it cos many are already caught in this web. I think writing from their own perspective gives it a different look. But, it is really a condemnable act. thanks once again.

Frank, Sire. I am glad you like this. gratitude to you for your wonderful time here. I am very glad. bless you.

Sujaya, yes we have to especially if we know what some of them have actually passed through. Poverty is a diseased that can make a sane man insane. But, it isnt such a good excuse though. thanks for stopping by.

my DDE, yes it is sad indeed. But, some really have no choice cos poverty left them with no choice and even the people that have refused to share. It is really a bad, sad and ugly thing but many are doing it. We can only pray for the better. Remain Blessed

Dear Gypsy Rose, I am most grateful for that true comment. Poverty brings out the worst in people. It can make them do anything. It is really a sad thing though. The best is all we pray for. Thanks for your wonderful time. bless you.


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taiwokareem 2 years ago from Salford

heart touching poem. keep it up bro


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ubanichijioke 2 years ago from Lagos Author

Thanks my bro, Taiwo. So glad you could stop by. bless you


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taiwokareem 2 years ago from Salford

Its always a pleasure to read good poems from a talented poet


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ubanichijioke 2 years ago from Lagos Author

Taiwo: glad to read such kind words from a talented poet too. Blessings :)

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