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Christopher Okigbo (The Passage)

Rating: 3.5
BEFORE YOU, my mother Idoto,
Naked I stand;
Before your weary presence,
A prodigal

Leaning on an oilbean,
Lost in your legend
Under your power wait I
On barefoot,
Watchman for the watchword
At Heavensgate;
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COMMENTS
Kingsley Egbukole 24 December 2019
A great write from a master. Beautiful.
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Uche Nwanze 17 December 2019
A masterpiece, a stroke of genius.
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Gene art 21 October 2018
He clearly demonstrated the war and the horrors of the bombing. God rest their souls
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Onyinyechi Cosmos 07 May 2018
No doubt, Okigbo remains a genius of his time...If he had survived the Nigeria-Biafra war, today he holds the name: Nobel Laurette in 'Poetry'. In his poem, Mother Idoto, he affirms, ...a prodigal. He calls himself that name because he knew he had deviated from his culture and...with a sense of regret he begs for forgiveness.
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Kedrix Udjoe 01 September 2015
hmmm.yes we are the players of lost organ......
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