They said the devil has two horns on his
forehead,
a red tail with triangle finishing,
carries a trident to wound his victims.

But no; he’s the man who refused to hold
the door for the disabled,
The agent who promised to get back to me
and never got back,
Recognised artist who never replies to his
Insta messages from upcoming artists.

The musician who promotes violence with
his songs,
The manager who hired someone based on
nepotism,
The Arts Director refusing to give the new
voice a chance.

He’s also the work colleague who threw
you under the bus,
The girl who said condoms are not nice—
knowing she had an infection,
The one who made you love them and
withdrew.

Should I go on, or are you starting to feel
uncomfortable?
Isn’t he the doer of evil!?

Manifesting as the landlord who wants
more,
A friend who was a silent enemy all along.
The one who makes my Odo go loco.

Hwɛ yiye! Woyɛ a, wobɛyɛ ne boafo
(Be careful! You could become his helper)

Numerous times he’s manifested.
Cold to the core.
The Bible said he’s a prying lion.

Watch out! You too could become his next
advocate—
The mirror may not show it,
but your actions might.