NIGHT WATCH

They set out at midnight An hour after 12pm Their lantern shone a dim bright They walked in silence, seven of them Bare footed, head bowed The owl has hooted to herald What was and is seen to be The passing procession of an astral family An earthen calabash, a...

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CRUMBLING EARTH

One day the Moon said to me “I will no longer shine on you For your deeds under my light are dark And your thoughts under my shade are gloomy” The next day the Sun whispered to me “I shall no longer speak to the moon Neither shall I let...

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THE WALKING HARMATTAN

On September dawn they will come upon us In slow massive confidence Over and above the bowled green hills Roasting our lips Cracked in frost like lines drawn by birds – Thirty-two involuntary banter No skin is spared Painted in rumpled white We’d prefer to be drenched in steamy waters...

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THE BUS RIDE

Life is like a journey on a bus When you’re born the journey begins The minute you’re out, you set on this course Men, animal, all breathing things Everyone boards at a station Heading for a place Towards a common destination An abode, Man’s resting place The conductor hollers when...

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MEN, BUTTERFLIES AND FLOWERS

Ode to the butterfly! Riding on earth’s breath In rainbow colours, so gentle When men are tired out in their farms, Cooled by the heat And stained by the pain of sowing; The butterfly will emerge -hovering over rivers Decorated in greens With purple and pink details; Gracing the border-less...

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MY COUNTRY HAS OIL

My country has oil! A British company struck it. Now, the Germans will sell more rigs, The Chinese will get more road tenders, The Americans will feign disinterest… Then probably send troops To quell nonexistent intra clan clashes. My politicians will grow fatter My skies will darken, My plants will...

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THE CALL

In the hour when the sickle moon harvest its grains of stars dreams laid on bed nightmares on gown as misty cloud steals into crystal ball the day hides in its hide as forms bore shape none thread her mill as silence reign in silence awaiting the glorious call! In...

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EARTH SPEAKS OF CRICKETS AND FIREFLIES

Earth speaks Poetry! When the Sun sets on the West, And all birds are faint in their nests; The Cricket will announce itself In cracked chirping notes Bouncing off the walls, the stove, the shelf -Like a lass on her sixteenth anniversary. Indeed, Earth speaks Poetry that dims not! Fireflies!...

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