Reminiscence Of An Ex-child

Those lengthy walks on shady roads were short

‘Cos mama always carried me on her back.

And all thoughts of my dirty cloths and uniform I abort

‘Cos sisters would wash them in bulk.

Play was good, even in dirty places; houses made of sand

‘Cos mama offered a hot bath at day end.


Every little scratch was a blessing; bringing but a slake –

It got me fondled and cuddled.

Every little ache was fun, be it real or fake –

It conjured special meals and I availed.

Every Christmas was long expected in the alleyway–

It got new and fresh wears underway.


Cries were such good buddies, bringing their quakes

‘Cos they bought me attention on a broad scale.

No migraines, no heart aches from brakes, no belly shakes

‘Cos falling in love; the tale of lust, was a fairy tale.

No job search, no job loss, no job stress; early rising

‘cos baba paid all the bills and did all the bidding


Societal dialectics; he won, he lost the election; who cares?

‘Am just a child, it matters not, a toyer’

Subcultures; A fight, a fire down the street, who abjures?

‘Am a kid, not a police, fire fighter or a lawyer.’

The Biafran fiasco, the Afghanistan war, the Rwandan genocide

‘You really want to tell me, a baby, about suicide?’


“He’s gay”, “she’s lesbian”, “they are transgenders”

– words afro-ex-children never heard.

Tomorrow’s hopes, yesterday’s pains; not my agendas

I eat, I suck, I play, and pull the beard.

Manners, courtesy, etiquettes, roles and rounds –

Am the child, these are their business and bonds.


And now, oh now, so soon a now, this very now of myalgia

I remember, but with nostalgia,

The beautiful memories of these occasions and times of achluophobia.

But when the ex-child reminisces, he knows without fuckup,

Growing up was a set up.

Growing up was a set up.

27 thoughts on “Reminiscence Of An Ex-child” by Jo (@josephoguche)

  1. Beautiful piece i must say. ”growing up was a set up” i love this line.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Thanks @E-prime. Yes Indeed .. when life challenges beckon, you cannot but see how growing up set you up … :)

  2. Seconded, growing up was a set up, but we have to face it, referencing your first verse, the igbo proverb my grandma always sang in my ears says the child that is carried doesn’t know the road is hard. Nwa a kwo n’azu amaghi na uzo tere aka. So let’s face the set up.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Lol … @clemency .. I love that proverb .. i should have heard of it before writing

      1. Thought you’re igbo, you should know it

        1. Jo (@josephoguche)

          No @clemency I am Igala ..

          1. That’s good. I’m Ika myself

            1. Jo (@josephoguche)

              Great … good to know

  3. This is the kinda good poetry I admire and try to write. Beautiful, orderly, good flow, nice imagery, good message, it sure takes me back to good old days of childish innocence. Thank you masterpoet

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Thanks for the kind words … @clemency .. you are good.

      1. De nada, you’re good too sir, with poets like you, I’m challenged.

        1. Jo (@josephoguche)

          So glad to learn from you … @clemency

  4. I love this poem. Simple and charming. Hope you will publish it.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Thanks @Godson … Hope you are enjoying NS?

  5. growing up was a set up……charming!

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Sounds like it .. :)

  6. oguche, I am loving it in a way.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Thanks for droping by @Godson .. enjoy it all the way

  7. /‘Cos falling in love; the tale of lust, was
    a fairy tale./ sometimes one just wish he were a child again.Well done.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Absolutely bro … thats the feeling right now … @sambrightomo

  8. Tuche`,
    I read it with apt…
    A little edit would do sir, and it’s about tenses. Perhaps an oversight on your path.
    Well done @josephoguche

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      Thanks at @Chime221 I will sure do that …

  9. Ah… Reminds me of that pure innocence that came with childhood. You couldn’t possibly be bothered with anything beyond your immediate needs. And then life set you up. Nice work.

    The Ankpa tag made me think you are Idoma, and since the name Oguche is common to both Idoma and Igala…oh, well.

    1. Jo (@josephoguche)

      @ehiabah … rightly said … I grew up in Ankpa.

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