Coward Tales: Bright Afeikhe

Hardly had I dropped the phone
I was Just about slipping into
Bodily stillness and rest
When suddenly another ringing came.
Who could it be?
From sleep dazed eyes,
12am, No number, anxiety building up,
Sluggishly I fumbled with the thumb
Of my hand on the answer button
What came a voice!....pick that?
What if it was those people?
It could be those little people:
Seven dwarfs living alone in the
Woods, or maybe Allen strange.
A creepy feeling bugged at me;
My heart skipped and raced.
This is Nigeria I reasoned, those
Fairy tales be Disneyland making

I proceeded to make the answer button relevant
away from blurry thoughts, click and drag
when sudden sounds of music,
strange like voices whispering
Or was that hissing?! Hissing?! Snake!!!
Snake in my phone! or on it!
I broke a few world records
Jumping off my bed or flew rather
As time stood still, and menacing
When to my horror, beside my feet
Lay the handset,i kicked with
All fury, survival instinct

My shadow took on the stance
Of Hector when facing Hercules
And tonight was Troy to be.
I must survive this night to tell
my story! I whispered amidst shivering
lips
I am a relevant member of society
I don't smoke or drink, I obey rules.
I argued with death or reasoned rather
My ears arched back like a wolf
Scanning the room, listening while
My fists clenched, pictures of Jet Li
Scrolled in my memory, I preferred
Monkey style, or was it snake in the
Eagle shadow,that killed the cat

In the stillness of the woeful night,
Lets be alert I told my soul,
never mind came his reply, should we be
Outnumbered we could always scram
For the door, the door? Tempting
I felt like hugging that sweet voice
But now came remembrance...my keys!
Tied to the jack of my phone, a necessary
Precaution against alien Invasion,
I was an optimist in alien existence
but damned if I was going to be
a guinea pig in some galactic lab
In a scientific journal I had read that
aliens prefer to enter through doors
and exit through windows

The earth had stopped it's rotation
And now my phone under the bed
Where the hissing sound continued hissing
Like humming hissing, under the bed
As a man of action I knew I had to strike
Fast and scram,

I cleaned the sweat off my brows again
I dashed with the swiftness of a sudden strike
And lunged at my sneakers, I would be needing
That for the long journey ahead as supernaturally
I Tied up the ropes in a second, all the while darting
My eyes under the bed, nothing escaped my sight
I will remember this night I told myself as the night
where I came face to face with the dragon and survived

The night was still young and I wished
Day would suddenly come along with relative
Safety, just then the cries of Cicadas came
pouring in from outside adding to the horror
but just as I was in strategic planning
Considering all possible angles
On the best way to grab my keys and
Make a run for the door, a voice came
From under the bed, cool and automated
The blood in my skin ran dry and cold
The voice said "thank u for selecting
this song as your caller ringtone, bye"
The room went silent...as silent as a
Ticking bomb, like a zombie i
tiptoed to the foot of the bed and
cautiously stuck my fingers under
I felt my keys and......something else
cold unmoving, sinister....and waiting
Like a bolt of lightning, I struck the door
I was flying on my feet into the greying night

AFEIKHE BRIGHT