The archive Breach To Bones (TO GABRIEL) Poem by T. C. Nwosu · 1980 Breach To Bones(TO GABRIEL) It's useless to glimpseat the dotted disappearanceof a dark stairway… He came bespectacled, blind to his stick and stachel,cast in a form that could holdany worldly-wise ambitions to ransom,mere feeble hulk in its deathward drift,vanishing vacuum clothed […]
The archive Rise and fall of geniuses (5, 6, 7, 8) Poem by Peter B. Cuktu · 1982 5. Rise and fall of geniusesSome climbing and crashingFor search of daily bread –Husks, fragments,Boiled-salted leavesAre delicious mealsAnything can fillThe empty stomach,But hardly a day passesWithout the mentionTo this great "lack" –Stripped of everythingIt's major cause to […]
The archive Voice of penury Poem by Emmanuel Ekpevwrus · 1992 Voice of penuryAffluence oftentimes lullspeople into the warm em-brace of contentment. Rosypictures of posh life shield theeyesore of the slum. Life of ease forthe minority easily obscures thewant and deprivation of the major-ity. But stifled voices of protest findexpression in poetic verses. Theyreflect their […]
The archive To those deprived Poem by Ibrahim Sheme · 1993 Many are displaced bywars. Wars that could beavoided. Some are vic-tims of natural disasters. Hungry,homeless and lonely they trek theearth’s sandy fields looking forrelief. No matter how long it takesor how scanty it is, their life de-pends on it. Such is the plight ofthose […]
The archive Most beautiful girl in the world (For Hope) Poem by Isaac Umunna · 1992 Beauty queens of all shapes and sizesThe trumphet has soundedCome out from your worldOf self-deceptionFor the real beauty contestAbout to beginYour crowns of paperI do not recogniseCrowns won by parading nudeBefore lustful judgesAnd whistling watchersSupple flesh and body statisticsAre […]
The archive We are the few survivors here Poem by Sam Onwuka · 1970 To bury our deadWe areThe few survivors leftTo walkBetween the ashes and the crumbling walls. 2Breathe faintly the air they breatheRaspings in air unseenUnheard in quiet placeTell stories Of flavour heardOf scent seen— Tell stories of wasted words in prayerBlinking car […]
The archive IN MY HEART (For Aba) Poem by Kwame Dawes & Gwyneth Dawes · 1987 IN MY HEART(For Aba) MORNING SONG: My heart is closest to youin this dark hourof morningMy heart rememberspulling threads of memorythrough shadowsUntil I think I see youcurled under soft quiltdreaming of me and God* EVENING SONG: My heart is […]
The archive Soweto Poem by Sylvester C. I. Onyeji · 1981 The hearths have begun to glow anewWhile the new warriors have gathered all theAbandoned broken-spears and have begun to mend themTheir eyes have become sore and red with smokeWhile their mouths are overblownWith blowing the glowing fire on the hearth Reality is today basking […]
The archive It is different now (9, 10, 11) Poem by Peter B. Cuktu · 1982 9. It is different nowWe and our animals survivingThe dry lakes are full of fishesOur prayers have been answeredNo more wolves in sheep skinsRe-entering our ranches, in kinds or cashArmed with baits and sinisters’ stringsA clique of fishermen, as […]
The archive The ultimate question Poem by Suleiman Zailani · 1994 Is it love?Special BThat we now speakLike warring knightsAnd eye each otherWith mutual suspicionAnd question laden thoughts. Is it love?That whenever we speakWe weigh each weighty wordAs we tread on thin iceOf our hanging bond.Is it love?That whenever we sightEach other’s faceOur pulses quickenWith […]