Category Archives: Dana Disaster Anthology Picks

The Bird (a poem for the Dana Air Victims)

The Bird (a poem for the Dana Air Victims)

The day is moss The night an interminable Agonized question. I look at the feathers In my hands And my eyes break In an African thunderstorm. My bird sings no more Alone she soars over the happy isles Unwoven from the string of Isis. My life in no more. Whatever goes shall return –John Anusie … Continue reading The Bird (a poem for the Dana Air Victims)

RED SUNDAY by Michael Okwori

RED SUNDAY by Michael Okwori

  The rising sun smiled shyly, Like a mischievous prankster With a dirty joke up his sleeve. Prophets watched the day with suspicion.   The wind howled ominously, Like the wail of a banshee. Morning birds sang a mournful note, As dogs barked at wandering spirits.   Worshipers walked warily, Glancing furtively at other frightened … Continue reading RED SUNDAY by Michael Okwori

Flesh on Righteous Greed (Remembering the victims of DANA 3/6)

Flesh on Righteous Greed (Remembering the victims of DANA 3/6)

By Philip U. Effiong   I subdued clash of wind with concrete, light metal with rough tar, flesh on eternal greed, idiocy with feigned wisdom, blood with innocence we chant… homage to fiery entombment before the litany of baptism, before the shedding of old skin we sing… elegy for glorious decay, a sudden reunion of … Continue reading Flesh on Righteous Greed (Remembering the victims of DANA 3/6)

Air-collapse

In the blinking of an eye their lifelong desires, destinations and endeavours reduced to fearful fire, spiraling smoke, abysmal debris and flesh in fission, making them appalling mechanical mixture.   From most blessed and blissful lot, they witnessed themselves showcase of junk-house, annihilation and self-carved catastrophe, accruing and multiplying existing number of orphan, weak and … Continue reading Air-collapse

My Last Flight Home (For the Dana Heroes)

My Last Flight Home (For the Dana Heroes)

by Adebowale Adejugbe —————————————————————————— ‘Mors Certa, Hora Incerta’ – ‘Death is certain, its hour is not’ The important thing is not to stop questioning. – Albert Einstein —————————————————————————— I took my bath hurriedly that morning, wouldn’t want to be late for my flight to Abuja. It had been a few days of high debate within … Continue reading My Last Flight Home (For the Dana Heroes)

Burying The Dead (a Sequel To ‘Rescuing The Dead’)

  The rescue team has concluded its mission One hundred and forty-four bodies recovered the ones not found may fashion out their own graves in hell or make do with the comfort of feeling other bones closely caressing theirs in an endless orgy of indecision   Now we can bury our memorable dead A strange … Continue reading Burying The Dead (a Sequel To ‘Rescuing The Dead’)