Boarding from my house to the east
flanked by forest with its beast
it sways majestically, in sleep i wag
up up i must, are you a wraith you hag?
This must be an apparition from the war
with corpse of children dispersed like meat raw
damn fear for my body is a cross inscribe
an awful dream is it i cannot describe.
she enchanted me to her wares with her smiling face
hastily to another she went cos life is a rat race.
He saves me as his eye revolve in its socket
We cant go until something sink in his pocket.
As the highlife blazes my tympatum
the ossicles gyrate to its maximum
This must be the land of the rising sun
great land of Enugu.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are welcome and thanks too