Aug 072012

Did your father
jump with boundless joy
when you emerged
in bloody hands?
Were there smiles
as your bloody cord
was that night seeded
into mother Earth’s womb?
Did they drink and dance,
passing frothy jugs of wine
and steaming plates full,
the day you took a name?
Did you breathe our air,
drink from our rivers
and crawl on four
before you walked on two?
Did you put blade to jaw,
find the missing rib
and sire mortal seeds
just like men do?
Why then do we
water plants of curses
with tears, while you smile
before your lit cake?
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I wonder…
Just like I do too @magic… we all wonder.
loool, of course he did.
That’s hard to believe @nicolebassey
Thoughts I’ve often had… how much human are they?
Very nice poem, @xikay.
I would very much like to assume that they become inhuman as soon as they get the idea of joining politics or getting a privileged position into their skull.
Poetry in Nigeria.
Ah, @yahayamadu, this are just questions for my thieving bross.
You might just be the best poet here.
I wish I could be @kaycee, but I find some very amazing poets here, though some of them like @jaywriter, have disappeared like i did.
@xikay I no disappear oh. Being working on some small film projecta. Will be back very soon.
Ye! @jaywriter is still in planet Earth?!
You write really well Xikay, this is food for thought.
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