Testimony Poem by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

I recall by chance, the astuteness of rain
When the thin smoke from charged pulses of cold haze
Befriended the weeded way...
Leering further into the viscera of the village,
Clouds of old beginnings heaved potent sighs,
Loud, frenetic and full of powder.

I revelled in the warmth of acid lightning,
Quick to mirror the village in its own image.
Then came the vitrined harmony of fleeing specters!
The grey breath was intense,
Fusing teethed mirth with grim spheres.
Tricks were revealed.
Tenebrous paths came to light.
And the rumps of sensuous fowls stood stark
Before the reality of weaned souls.

I recall lighting up a cigarette.
Adding to the atmospheric smoke,
I held on to the banter of coyness, flat,
Resolute, and with rummaged blessedness of initial stages
Blending well with the greed of May.