An unwanted member of a community Mustn’t raise a song, Even if he has the most sonorous voice. The man they desire to roast Shouldn’t cream his body with oil. We are sons of the soil. We drank from the streams And lived on the proceeds of the soil. Call us the natives! We conquered … Continue reading The Natives
Swept away in the tears That she wept Adajioke became the river Between two kingdoms. Her father’s and her the warrior She was betrothed to. She is the grape tree that refuse to bear a fruit Not for her reluctance But for the gods niggardly nature. Her futileness affected her world, Her beauty became the … Continue reading The River Between Two Kingdoms
Today makes it seven years Since my family moved here. Abule Oko! A land with hills and valleys, Wonderful plains, Peasants and hunters. Her valleys, filled with banana, The slopes with palms, The hills with cassava, edible fruits and vegetable. Abule Oko is encircled with stories. Stale and flowery tales, Jumping from lips to lips … Continue reading Someone Has To Die
Little beggars Begging alms to live Begging people to give Just a huge token 5 Praying from the heart indeptly For the freely givers Even the empty givers. Some blessed the child Others chose to chide 10 In the sun, a little child In the shade her mother hide Also praying that her child’s … Continue reading Little Beggars
During the mass burial Of our resilient soldiers Who saved the world by Jumping into the hot golden river, We gather with different spoons To celebrate their valorousity. As we proceed in prayers For their gracious ascension. We cried and bid farewell, Placing them into the horrible pit That never get filled. Indeed! These ones … Continue reading You Have To Cry For Me
How many years will it take one to read a poem that has no end? A year? A decade? Century? I need an answer! At crossroad Where old wrappers meet, Where footprints from four different worlds intersect. I read, read and read Till my barren chin Finally evoke some milky white beard Till my … Continue reading A Poem Without End
I am pregnant! Months of unspoken words Reserved for so long to culminate Into a rock of solid affection. Too strong for all gossips Too firm for the winds of indicision There’s a fight in my head! For to stop or to go ahead. There’s a pause in my bed, To speak or remain … Continue reading I Am Pregnant