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Another Wreck
Again they’ve refloated another wreck – Obigbo;shy men of culture with a deep hatredthey consider themselves patriots, statesmen,devout Muslim, intellectuals, earnest Christiansbut they look on with folded hands. That’s why you saw me: massacred in Asaba – ’67,beheaded by fanatics in 2002 as George… Continue Reading “Another Wreck”
Shattering Rose Glasses
Uncomplicated meI thought I was coloured blindfree-thinking and kindwith an evolved mind,loving and acceptingof the ones I find. Yet my blindnessis that of privilege.I’m just a visitorin the Global villagefrom my narrow thin mindthere is too much spillage. Although so manyare forced from their… Continue Reading “Shattering Rose Glasses”
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Etiquette
Hearts, like doors, will ope with easeTo very, very little keys,And don’t forget that two of theseAre “I thank you” and “If you please.” Come when you’re called,Do what you’re bid,Close the door after you,Never be chid. Seldom “can’t,”Seldom “don’t;”Never “shan’t,”Never “won’t.” © Anonymous | Spilledwords | 2021
Give Me a Pen and Paper
Give me a pen and paper;leave me the restand words will spill outwithout pre-plan andimprint themselves on a page or two. Give me air and space;watch those words spring upbreathing with lifestories learned, dreams fulfilledplaces traveled, experiences earned. Give me strength and courage;release me from fear of the unknown andthe half-heartedness to send these words […]
An Undone Homework
Good God! I’m like an undone homeworkSubmitted to a tutor by an anxious pupilWho over the weekend had triedYet failed to make headway.Teacher– would you spank me?Mock, flatter, or encourage your pupil?Solve me for me, oh Lord.Or teach me how to do me betterThat the pass mark I may not miss. © Ndidi Ugo- Nkwoala […]
Is There Anything Sweeter?
Is there anything sweeter than these hours of love,when we’re together, and my heart races?For what is better than embracing and fondlingwhen you visit me, and we surrender to delights? If you reach to caress my thigh,I will offer you my breast also —it’s soft; it won’t jab you or thrust you away! Will you […]
Ragged Old Flag
I walked through a county courthouse squareOn a park bench an old man was sitting thereI said, your old courthouse is kinda run downHe said, naw, it’ll do for our little townI said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bitAnd that’s a ragged old flag you got hanging on it He said, have a […]
