Chris Jibero

Rookie (Ugbawka)

Only You - Poem by Chris Jibero

There's a gaping bleeding wound
In my heart
A vast void
Many years old
Yearning for filling and cure

Though I try to cover the excruciating pain
That it transmits with stubborn manliness
And a deadpan bold face
The contour lines it has etched thereon
Easily give my trauma away

Alas, my wound sheds both blood
And tons of tears
That my eyes have dammed maliciously
Inversely channelling its water
To flood and ravage the farmland
Of my stout soul

What a life
Under siege by lonliness
Cast upon me from the pit of hell
An experience unknown to me
From birth to early adulthood
Born and bred in a home
Akin to Ogbete Market
Always surrounded by people
Like a grain of sand on Badagry Beach

Dreary and scary has every comfort
In my home become
For my shadow becomes my regular companion
Sometimes a terrorist
nay, my infamous live-in lover
Riding in my car
Sharing my kitchen, my dining table,
My bath tub, my sofa, my bed
And my thoughts

And when I soliloquise
A cheerless home
The chief speaker of my belongings
Scowls and angrily throws every word
I utter back at me
Cheekily complaining about how coldly
They have been treated for years
Bearing with me the torture
Loneliness exacts on us all

But the solution isn't far fetched
Only one able hand
Just one caring hand
Only one learned meek hand
That can dress a bleeding wound
Will turn my sadness into joyful singing
And that one lovely hand
I think sincerely
Is only you.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 27, 2011


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