Eche Ononukwe Poems
A Witness To The Forgott'N
In one silv’ry night,
when the eyes of the moon peep’d thro’ the sky
while the sun had her eyes long shut,
ev’rywhere turn’d night and silent.
Save the owls who cried to awake the silence,
rodents pacing to and fro searching for fodder,
and the toads croaking to arise the dead.
There, where all men lie low still,
his image plac’d on his grave, smiling;
smile that seems to ask me:
Why have you have forgott’n me so soon,
me that won a medal for my mum and dad?
But before I left, I ...
The Dog In The Manger
Standing like an iroko tree
on that high, high hill,
peeping thro’ to spy on that monst’r,
sucking and tearing blood and flesh
like a hungry and angry lion,
eating to glory himself for the lost battle.