Floetry by JulietKego: A Dirge for Nimbo…

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Nna anyi who will save
your children from the brink?
A drizzle becomes a flood
and the living-dead drink
from overrun rivers
of tears, pus and blood
I am lost in shivers,
cold from this shock
of an unnamed war
fought in the backyard
of my hometown


Children’s throats slit
like salah rams
(on open fields of rusty, red grass)
Bodies charred;
their ashes sprinkled
to appease
the herdsmen of horror
who lead the flock
to the slaughter-house


The elders, bent over
with agonized chants
from wrinkled
sunken faces
ka udo di, a plea for peace?
Onye ka anyi ga kolu?


A peace of the graveyard
reigns all around me
the graves await their bodies
I am farmished
feed me; biko nyem nri
My throat thirsts for waters
of truth from polluted
rivers of Nri


Oh sons & daughters:
‘Awaken from your limbo
stand tall at the gates
of the weeping hills of Udi
bury the bodies
of our people &
protect the living
at Nimbo.’

(C) Juliet ‘Kego Ume-Onyido

#NaPoWriMo2016. Day 27 of 30 | Floetry by JulietKego: When I die…

 

When I die

In Zaria-Delta-Agatu
Akure-Oyo-Edo-Taraba
Chibok-Buni Yadi-Baga
Jos-Nassarawa-Enugu

Do not bury me there
beneath the red Earth
Where the scent of fear,
despair and lost hope flirt

Biko nu burn my body
as a peace offering on leaves;
for Afonja and his 80 thieves
feed the marrows of my bones
to our nation’s gathered assembly
of corrupt charlatans and clones

Sprinkle my ashes to cleanse
defiled rivers of my hometown
pour out my blood with incense
to quench the thirst of they who
wear the ruling crown

Offer my heart to the huntsmen
and the herdsmen
in a fair exchange;
-so that the bloody trails of tears
be transformed back into laughter
-that the blood of my children
may cease to spill
-that this ravaged heart hears
songs of peace and may finally heal

when I die
do not trap me
beneath Lugard’s land of lie
Set me free
to roam my homeland’s coasts
one of many, many lost ghosts…

(C) Juliet ‘Kego Ume-Onyido

#NaPoWriMo2016 | Day 9 of 30. Verses by JulietKego: EXPLOSION

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EXPLOSION

When they drop a bomb
in Kandahar,
some splintered shells
touch down in Paris,
fragmented coils
travel to Damascus,
a live lug finds a way
to my backyards in
-Baga
-Taraba
-Agatu
-Enugu…
And then,
it detonates
inside all of us….

‪#‎AllLivesMatter‬