SPILLED by George W Kiwanuka
The dailies beared it
actually-screamed it with scorching eagerness
the murdered professor's horrid torrid tale
silently slain by callous cut-throats
slaughtered returming from Sly Pleasures Lodge
Eulogies told of the perfection he desired in his essays-one of a kind
The kind that even he could not quite explain
Save in the comfort of his hotel room
or the back seat of his Volks
that blood stained leather held many secrets
His vigil was a masquerade
Flanked by a harrased army of female student 'weepers'
Momentarily pausing to take selfies
The overt absence of grief became the subject of anonymous rumours
Gatecrashers stayed present...to bear witness
and mould a folktale to tell tommorrow's youth
A firm, generous and affectionate teacher
colourful grades were scripted on routine passionate nights
between his coarcively warmed sheets
A stern judge, he weighed the futures of many youth
expunging the clueless he deeemed unworthy
with late night examinations and tests serving as litmus
He had it coming many whispers claimed
Angry students, distressed lovers, humiliated colleagues and disgruntled wives
Easy to hate, he had amassed a wealth of foes
one's blow had struck and directed the assasin's hand
He would be remembered...oh, he will be
as he who had lived his life massaging
triggers of loaded ammunition
George W Kiwanuka
actually-screamed it with scorching eagerness
the murdered professor's horrid torrid tale
silently slain by callous cut-throats
slaughtered returming from Sly Pleasures Lodge
Eulogies told of the perfection he desired in his essays-one of a kind
The kind that even he could not quite explain
Save in the comfort of his hotel room
or the back seat of his Volks
that blood stained leather held many secrets
His vigil was a masquerade
Flanked by a harrased army of female student 'weepers'
Momentarily pausing to take selfies
The overt absence of grief became the subject of anonymous rumours
Gatecrashers stayed present...to bear witness
and mould a folktale to tell tommorrow's youth
A firm, generous and affectionate teacher
colourful grades were scripted on routine passionate nights
between his coarcively warmed sheets
A stern judge, he weighed the futures of many youth
expunging the clueless he deeemed unworthy
with late night examinations and tests serving as litmus
He had it coming many whispers claimed
Angry students, distressed lovers, humiliated colleagues and disgruntled wives
Easy to hate, he had amassed a wealth of foes
one's blow had struck and directed the assasin's hand
He would be remembered...oh, he will be
as he who had lived his life massaging
triggers of loaded ammunition
George W Kiwanuka
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