Chime Justice Ndubuisi (20-11-1984 / Onitsha, Anambra State)
And while the music played,
We danced our legs to stupor.
Legs dancing, wrought-stricken upon the floor
While the eternal music played.
Where dwells the lone and the dead?
Deep into the darkness I stood peering;
Haunted by horror
Pursued by terror;
Instances of which all mortal names hung.
Where were they when their graves are dug?
Eyes alone, drowned in total blindness
Could but see only darkness.
Here comes nothing, blooming,
The pierced one, bleeding.
Day by day we draw closer to mortal home,
Deeper and deeper, we crawled to the caves;
Where lay ancient runes
, and a forbidden
Tree producing lustrous fruits from its armpit!
From the sprinkled blood of the innocent
To the last drop of the rain;
The ones spilled in vain:
There comes nothing out of the dust!
Where are they, the ones we lost?
While the music is still playing,
We realized; like a flash,
We emerged as from scratch,
And we began growing.
We began thinking
We began asking who we are
We began looking for the things we've lost.
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