AN ODE TO THE BACCHANAL (THE MOOD OF WINES) 🍺

Life is a jail!
Death is a bail!
The sun is going down,
The moon is coming up,
The hour of inebriation
Is drawing nearer.
Friendly fire and liquid Karma!!!

Oh, holy Bacchanal!
To night by the light of the moon
We shall drink to the health
Of the benign God of wine.

With the grace of gulping fishes
And smoking, hearth blackened chimneys
Dancing in maudlin dervishes
To invading melodies from Elysian heights
Life becomes a "Sweetened Mood".

But for the moment!

Our sorrows be gone,
Bogus infernal wisps,
Illusory flotsam's drifting on
The sea Waters of fate
Become manifest by the wonderous spells
Of the rising Sun's golden ray's.

But then the tide comes and goes
And so do wines and tapsters
Yet time is just a ring worn
On the seventh finger by all gods.

Deftly! Without mercy Brothers,
Hurry up, quickly and be fast.
Drink as much as you can't
The "Thick Madam" is closing up shop
For the night.

Mend your broken hearts
And thank God for the wine!
Afterall the learned Professor says
"The best brains are preserved in wine
And Paradise is a great land
Flowing with Streams of choicest wines".

How I wept when Hussein was hanged!

Drink some more and wipe that tear,
Give up talks of dead tyrant men
And lands beyond physical frontiers.

Taki has exhausted his seventh gallon
And he's gravid with the inebriation
Of a thousand lagerlouts

Yet tomorrow he will be birthing enigmas
And executing his grandest schemes
Only then will you know that the
Greatest inventions are the haunted
Thoughts of the hard drinking men
In the beer palours of the whole world.

Do you know who I am?
No, I do not know your origin
But we know they call you "Boozegalla".

No! You fool, I am Shaka the Great,
I am from ancient Quagadougou!!!
So you don't know I once stabbed
Seven men in one eye after drinking
A tun of beer?

I smashed through the thick walls
Of the little man's bar
And boxed the drinkards on the ears.
They thought I was Orubenchi!
You, Kutuna was there, don't lie!

I am such a force to reckon with
Under the aegis of the booze!!!

I can shoot my assegai from Cupid's bow
Into the white eye of the moon
And plunge the Earth's nights
Into perpetual darkness.

I can woo over Mona Lisa and make a cuckold of the Dwarf King of China!

I can solve all known and dark
Mathematical equations and dispute Eistein's "Theory of Relativity"!

I can stand on one finger and defeat the Earth's gravity!

I can send my wife packing
And have her mother take her place!

I can read Wole's verses, sitting on my
Head, rendering severe criticism,
"Let old men desist from the
Unconventional verbiage of philosophies
Beyond human comprehension.

I can refuse to pay for my drinks
And make some trouble
With the Thick Madam!

I can smash a bottle on Kutuna's head
And cut Taki in two
Like a lacerated worn!

I have had enough for on night
Filling up the labyrinths of
My charmed consciousness!

After too much wine comes blood!!!
Ha, the moon shines red tonight!!!

Yet, tonight I shall once more
Brandish this penknife,
Cutting and stabbing my way
Through the encumbrance of grim men
Lurking in dark places.

I hear a chant, daring the gods to a duel!

Oh, why can't you see, Heaven is nothing
But the magical mood of wines!!!

(poem was composed by @onos-steve)
I hope you enjoyed my long poem😃