segun Johnson Ozique

Freshman - 857 Points (25th, Sept.1961 / Lagos-Nigeria)

Hunted - Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

I saw the lightening, and then thunder
And everyone made haste for the inner stable
Touched to make way, brought me back from recall
And I prayed the god to fill the empty void in heart

My window shows the surrounding hills on that day
The trees, dark mysterious, off darker green
Moving father off, the houses huts in brownies
Mud, palm trees, rafter tach, gradually replaced

The vehicle squiggle up the top of the height
Ricketily, clangorously, groaningly, labouringly
Bellowing from the exhaust obscured the rear view
Some we taste and choked

So many households empting of able-bodied youths
All in haste to clean out their forefather's footprint
What would happen to the time, tide and stories?
Heard and told under tree and around burn fires

Some say someday we still may sing them
Able to relight the fire with foreign films and strings
Restoring the lingering desire of deserted hearts
And bring succour to those in foreign lonesome dead bed

But you can't, I said, sit on foreign mat to break the palm kernel
To eat, milk and taste the creamy crux and its juicy flavour
To felicitate and greet the crawling cricket and other neighbours
Banish minor ailments by plucking and picking fruits off trees

No. I know I'll forever be lost
For without them; my past, my sylvan sustenance
I'll never be me; never can be nursed
Not by the foreign crappers, beam and gleam or tar

Topic(s) of this poem: thoughts

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 11, 2017

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