Mythology Poem by Ndimancho T Nyowikeh

I dream my brother dead
At knight, wakes in full bliss
Knowing he's healthy

A cat runs off my path
While on a journey
Then it's a bad omen.
But when a squirrel,
Takes this move;
Then fortune is mine.

My left foot knocked down.
A sign of ill omen.
All is not well,
The day's course, indeed is filmy.
My right foot knocked down.
Then luck is mine.
All is well,
The day's course, indeed is fair.

My teeth shake and comes out.
A throw at the roof.
Invites its siblings to substitute.
A corpses, lies in a coffin, smiling.
A fair death.
A corspse, resurfaces after death.
In form of a fly, cat, dog, owl....
Then the household need cleansing.

An owl shrieks
A dog groans
All bad omen
If no sacrifice is made,
Death invites the ear that hears.

Two graves dug for one corpse,
Bad omen!
A grave soil with no carcass
Bad omen!
Death awaits the compound.

And if a woman sees kwifon,
Or if a woman sees Lum.
Then her womb is barren!


Ndimancho T. Nyowikeh
Done: 17th May 2024
At: Nkor-Noni