Pain: Who Am I?

Pain too has got beauty The beauty of pain is healing When healing comes Pain is not remembered Pain is not felt Pain too has got depth The depth of pain is lesson When lesson comes Pain is remembered Pain is felt Pain too has got malice The malice of pain is death When death…

Looking Forward

Hanging on small dreams the year folds itself in the tired sunset like a mimosa leaf It murmurs and screams new names old promises lies retold at this same place where songs are set on the loose in unplumbed laughter and tears we lay wreaths of frustration with no other option but to see hope…

Dear African Woman

Dear African Woman, If I haven’t told you that you are beautiful, you are. If I haven’t told you that your smile is lovely, it is. If I havent told you that your dark skin is more beautiful than the night sky, it is. Dear African Woman. Only you can understand what it means to…

Lip Prayer

Your lips are mine and mine are yours. May my lips forever glorify and honour you. May my lips be truthful to you. May my lips calm your blazing brow and bring healing to your aching muscles. May my lips mop up your tears. May my lips dry the sweat of your toil, from your…

Loving God

Have you ever fallen in love with the sea Loved her so fiercely Your orgasms are unending. Uncompleting. Unrestraining. Damn.. Love it when she’s mad When she reaches out in waves Tidal energies immobilise my senses I rise into her Deep into her Feel her heart beat In the middle of her vulvic ocean Motion…

Mother’s Touch

In the village compound which was cleanly swept and tidy, a compound not easily accessible by road, a group of old women sat huddled together. Sticks and pipes jutted out of their mouths which occasionally moved in unison. A sigh here and a look to the sky there. Some sat with their chins in their…

Child Not Bride

Under the silvery stare of the moon The children sat to listen to soul refreshing tales Beneath the starry blue skies, we laughed and galloped our ignorance of the world away It was in the nakedness of the breeze that I learned to smile my soul away And I enjoyed it A perfect peace But…

Oh, Woman

Woman, I see a woman Everyday in the mirror I see a woman And everything I look at mama I see a woman Wonderful woman, mother of nature Chorus: Yeeea yea Beautiful woman, Yeeea yea  Yeeea yea… Slowly the storyteller tells his tales His tales of an Eve molded out of a rib Specially made…

The Searching Cheats

Whirl of the wind sing decades of familiar tunes Encroaching voices of old whispering stories untold Cold the breeze our bodies freeze The Misplaced Birds they wail they say “We have lost our way” We are to show them their way We? We point They screech, “Where?!” We point again And again Then we tell…

I Don’t Ever Want To Get Married

– I don’t ever wanna get married. Waking up every morning and seeing mama’s face being painted with high resonant slaps from dad’s palms hurt my soul. He’d wrap his hands around her neck in pursuit to take her life ; heaven knows he beat the hell out of her. – My dad doesn’t eat…