Treasure Island

Stella Sisanda Qishi

(12-05-1986 / East London)

There's No Time For Anecdotes


there's no time for anecdotes
as we lower yet another scholar
down the lonely corridores of earth
stabbed several times late last week
or as we pay homage to junkies
resting their high minds frothing
from fatal powders and winos
fallen prey to influences

there's definitely no time for anecdotes
as the amorphous cosmos comes
crashing down trampling innocent
men, women and children in Darfur
and the 'In my days' tune seldom helps
or in the least curtail the physique
of this Cupidity, this Selfishness, this Savagery

there's nothing humorous about AIDS
hacking us down like a harvester
scudding across hectors of plantation,
striping them row upon another

there's nothing jocular about the new trend
of fatal hijacks pervading the cities in circles
robbing us of pure bliss

all that we can do is brace ourselves
with long plaintive poemsfor another setback
to shrink our zest or disturb our slow dance
all that we can do is wait for another
despondent cry to interrupt us
as we boogie through the night

Submitted: Friday, February 29, 2008

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