ONOJA ANTHONY

(30th, november 1988 / JOS NIGERIA)

THE GIRL FROM MY VILLAGE


Among this passive coral, the trend of this lonely path
They that shook off the dust of souls amidst another hot season of the year
The streamers all on their bowels

Then I trode down this scorching sun, among all were how my barrow wheels sneezed an laughed all through the lonely paths with me full of thoughts, today these paths were quiet with no damsel nor old alike

Suddenly, I saw this glare picture girl, indeed the girl from my village cage.She avoided my choky voice, neither did she peep through my trendy face.She pop and shyly hid her fruitful chest, she quickly rose the bubbles off my mind, she accepted my water jar not me of course, she still sang with a shifty voice, the best in this remorse place I thought

As I rumbled and trunked through this way, I shaft and chat through thoughts and voice, the fruitful chest that appeared ripe, the bargain it must have striked in 'mencity', the chariots on which she rode their lustful souls

Then mr. Echa cut through my thoughts
The hello thas seemed to dim my egret soul
Just then, this girl appeared in distance chaft, she majestically manifested her tidy state, the grasses seemed to be praising her gaze, she rode and cut us by as if to say hello

I could no longer risk the tale but to tail along, I cajoled in her student lise, she shyly avoided my gaze, she slowed her trendy foot, I perceived to enchant her more still paving way through her mind, just then my path ended the other way round.this I know was not a lurking corner but this girl from my village is not a shattered dream but a tourist plight in 'amecity'.

Submitted: Saturday, August 04, 2012
Edited: Saturday, August 04, 2012
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