What I like about you.
Foundation of a thousand castles
Graveyard of a million dreams
City of endless toil
Oasis at every corner
Crusher of fragile hearts
Destroyer of the weak
They say you’re the biggest,
Their geography as valid as a two thousand naira note,
They say you’re the best, Eko for show
They say you’re golden, old enough to have sense.
A plethora of shiny faces wishing you well,
At each succeeding bus stop.
Yet you let him dance with hope, under the tunnel
Bleeding and dying, while life pulsed around him
Three hours they said, he bargained for life,
Waiting for flashing lights to take him to safety,
Hoping to touch love one last time.
But you wrapped him in a bodybag
Your work complete, as his soul rose to the sky
Accepting the sacrifice of your favourite son.
The one on a yellow throne with madness in his eyes
And gin and weed chanting his oriki.
In your crevasse I was born,
In your shadow I thrive
I wish it is hate that makes my blood sputter and pop
As I think of you,
Shame lights my veins instead, slowly it consumes me.
Be kinder to your children,
For I will say it again.
Stop killing your young.
Let the music play,
As long we like,
As loud we want,
Will you dance?
I want to sit by my window
Clinging to the fragments of the faded days of you and me
I am tired of wandering in the dark, calling your name and finding silence.
I want to dance in the light and laugh in the rhythm of music.
I would die without joy, I wasn’t born for tears and pain.
All you have given me is despair for breakfast, anguish for supper. Continue reading →
Let’s pretend we were friends
From before the world began
That these ropes of awkwardness
Are too flimsy to hold my tongue
Even though my ears scoff
And call me “bumbling idiot” Continue reading →