TIME BOMBS BENEATH OUR PILLOWS (by Surhdique Adeogun)
I laid quietly in bed
When it detonated –
The soul sniffing device. I heard their screams – my neighbors
From within my cell –
With I myself but befuddled. Their voices raged – intoned,
Affirming the unfathomable misery
And fueling the existent bedlam. “We had seen him –
The time bomber –
Perched
