These Words Are Edible Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

THESE WORDS ARE EDIBLE
These words are edible,
Seasoned in a mind far from fable,
Reasoned to feed souls salivating like beasts,
Who congregate in kirks for palatable feasts,
Fed by sweet savor oozing from a pulpit.

These words are edible,
Boiled by an orator of hope in poet's stable,
Dished proficiently in an eloquent platter,
Arranged as an Everest of cake in iced strata;
They will digest to elevate the downtrodden.

These words are edible,
Which wisdom as a waitress dresses in parables;
Intellectual milk and meat ever ready in his inn.
If only the malnourished failures can turn in,
Yet prefer the media junks, poison sauced.

These words are edible,
Like a pork pepper spiced, left to marble,
A dessert served with scotch and strawberry.
So are the lyrics of singers poured into our belly
Via our ever hungry ear, words make us merry.
15th July,2014