Blessing Awoniyi

The Seventh Mountain

Jagun was virtuous like Joseph

The master entrusted everything except himself

He left and his return was never brief

 

Back to meet Mrs again

The helmsman stunned about a gross grain

His last time he was quite certain

 

Jagun was quizzed for the smutty seed

He feigned ignorance of the devious deed

Innocence can be proved with any need

 

On six mountains he had maintained his word

But on the seventh he beheld some scary mud

No man ever outstripped the mountain god

 

Jagun fell at the helmsman’s feet

He had suffered an ignominious defeat

And he prayed mercy he would meet

 

The master angered by the treason

He could not bear the poison  

His impatient machete ended the season

 

But the god would always teach mortals a lesson

The boss man was chastened with Parkinson

That ended his season