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Christopher Okigbo (Hurrah For Thunder) - Poem by African Poems

WHATEVER happened to the elephant –
Hurrah for Thunder –

The elephant, tetrarch of the jungle:
With a wave of the hand
He could pull four trees to the ground;
His four mortar legs pounded the earth:
Wherever they treaded,
The grass was forbidden to be there.

Alas! the elephant has fallen –
Hurrah for thunder –

But already the hunters are talking about pumpkins:
If they share the meat let them remember thunder.

The eye that looks down will surely see the nose;
The finger that fits should be used to pick the nose.

Today-for tomorrow, today becomes yesterday:
How many million promises can ever fill a basket...

If I don’t learn to shut my mouth I’ll soon go to hell,
I, Okigbo, town-crier/ together with my iron bell.


Comments about Christopher Okigbo (Hurrah For Thunder) by African Poems

  • Rookie - 44 Points O Shege (5/10/2015 6:25:00 AM)

    I love the open tones and the secret truth (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 152 Points Adesoro Segun (4/16/2015 5:24:00 PM)

    How many millions of promises can fill a basket? ? ? Great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,921 Points Babatunde Aremu (2/25/2015 11:39:00 AM)

    This is great tribute to sage. Nice write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013


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