Amidst rising smoke and beating drums, the priestess staggered to the haunting beat. Her wrists and ankles richly adorned with cowries and brightly coloured beads. Her hair wrapped in a thickly knotted red cloth with another, knotted tightly above her ample bossom as she continued to stagger in drunken stupor. She was supposed to be … Continue reading Abiku?
The scene is a church building which is roofed with rusty zinc sheets. The wall is half-built giving a view of the interior. Hanging from a door is a cross made of dry palm leaves. Inside the church are wooden chairs and tables. A table is on a pavement known as the church altar which … Continue reading The Prophet And His Customers
Your face is the mother of the child O! Nigeria; once again have I disclosed your features, before I was called. Truth is your womanhood, as mine is a child. Sentimental shadowed me till bath In warm difussion freezed, I stood birth. Be still and know that i’ve come, Weeping to be born again in resonance Of sound … Continue reading Reincarnation
Written, with much respect and recognition of their inspiration, in response to Soyinka and Clark’s poems, … hopefully, it’d be the third member of the trilogy of “Abiku” I. Again You have come, Visitor That never overstays. I laugh at your cries; An echo of the first time You rented My now weary womb. Do you see … Continue reading Abiku, A Cackle For Your Cries