When The Cockroach Dances With The Fowls Poem by DOMINIC PREMPEH

This cockroach can turn and twist
It can wiggle the waist
And bend and coil
It can move along with the whirlwind
And even hit the torso

Whatever dances this cockroach does
It looks nuisance to the eyes of the fowls
Devour would they devour this cockroach
For breaching protocol and breaking barriers

A prey can secretly listen to the hunter's music
A prey can discreetly dance to the hunter's tune
A pray can, even, privately mime a hunter's lyrics
But for a prey to dance among the hunting species!
A suicide on its own

Funny moves of a dying prey
With constant steps to a dying end
Such suicidal turns that invites a hunter to kill
When the cockroach dances with the fowls

(Dec.,2015; Ofoase)