Mental virginity

I gape these out of courage, Pregnant with volcanic rage, Whose fangs are sharp like a rake, Taunted like a string that may break. I am tired of your sounding skull I am not the principal of this institute, That perhaps you would spring, To mutter words at me, As though I increased tuition on you alone. I am just a poet Who is tired of your baby brain. I am not Amos Tutuola-William Shakespeare- Not Wole Soyinka or Charles Dickens- I am not William Wordsworth-not Bandura. My dear ……I am not Jonathan Kariara- Not Okot’p Bitek or Jonathan Swift- So that your young brain should stage To make invaluable-insensitive and useless Criticism……only to afford your smile As you keep undressing your stupidity In front of seeming friends, On an open ground like a knowledge defaulter. I am just a poet, Who is tired of your mental virginity. I am not beautiful…..not handsome, Not anything meaningful to you, not enviable, Not golden as you are, I am not worth your type or expectations, I am not all you would wish to call me. I am just a poet, Who is tired of grazing on your mental nakedness I am not only stupid as you take, This is another bit of me. I am also foolish-empty-minded-hopeless, Never compared to a fool. Keep tickling me, And I will keep you watching my madness, I am glad being a simple subject, For a premature instructor, To make your listeners like your intelligence. I am just a poet, Who is tired of your inability to mature I am not a disinfectant of your, Jealous-anger-strive-rivalry I am I am not your confidant, To whom you must bring your stale gossip, And indolence from a mind of commitment, To personal interest but only poking your dirty nose In linen not meant for you, After swinging your abdomen…..that is a bit better, You do these after waggling your sewerage, And foolishly mindless of shame-listening walls, And the walking wind, And perhaps the sun and the moon Whose eye is ever seeing your nakedness. I deserve not but your footing. For I am just a poet, Who is tired of your mental virginity