Ibekwe chisom Poems
|2.||The Sick People||6/22/2013|
|4.||The Greedy One.||6/23/2013|
|5.||The Dizzy Day.||6/23/2013|
|9.||The Dark Long Way||8/23/2013|
|10.||My Country, My Home.||6/23/2013|
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My Country, My Home.
Africa i have been away from your wandering,
like a fulani cow but everynight amist the horros of highway deaths,
and the menace of neon-eyed gods,
i feel the warmth of your arms,
centrifugal reaching out to your sons.
We with our different designs,
but all calling you womb of the earth,
liking your image but hating our differences,
becaus we have become the shame of your race.
And now on the third anniversary of my flight,
my heart becomes a citadel of disgust,
my creation haunts me behind the mystical flame.