WORDS AROUND MY HOME COUNTRY
These words are s c a t t e r e d
Pieces of b r o o m s t i c k s
Broken into blinded lonely letters
That wander the Savannah of knotted disunion
Where only tattered rags
With holes agog like polka dots
Bear the face of the abandoned bond.
These words are a once radiant curtain
Dancing with stuck smile of unstained candour,
But now gently encroached by sizzling lies
For its hem is gradually taped
By dripping slime of stifled promises
Dispelled by the robbing rotten rulers
That sway our hap-stolen lines into faceless zig-zags.
These words are frowning drops of caning tears
Slipping off the watery firmament's shuddering grip
As smile is interred in the ministry of dead plenitude
And plenitude raised in the cemetery of murdered smile
Where sprawling hundreds of evening-skinned children of the green-white land
Make the bartered trade for a lone child of the milk skin.
These words are the shards of crashing hearts...
Yet,
These words are the cooling breaths of f l o a t i n g l e t t e r s
Redolent of a calming wind with fondling fingers
Tugging at the bubbling spring of flowing hope
That beckon on the planted seed of patting change,
So that the darkling sky may bloom
And the clouds muster their watery sticks
Drumming awakening beats for the slumbering growth...
WRITER'S BIO:
Yusuff Uthman Adekola, presently a student of the University of Ibadan, is a campus journalist, a poet and an essayist who believes in the correctional cum enlightening power that the pen commands. He can be reached via +2348166599760 ; adekolayusuff@gmail.com ; FB: facebook.com/adecaller01
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