JENNIE IFEATU

A torn wrapper and creaking bed Was what your better-half left A widow forced not to weep Yet you muffled sounds Familiar buttocks sat upon your trachea No air! You can't breathe or speak Through the tunnel you pushed your head Malnourished legs strive to balance Gravity pulls them to the ground Red earth licks your feet It's a ploy She lures you into quicksand's arms Your co-wife despises you She gifts you a load of care On your feeble neck Poisoned leaves dipped in honey Your flesh is the game The arrows are drawn Was it through the wilderness you eloped? Into your children she dug her claws Claws sharper than an eagle's Those beautiful eyeballs went blind and sore Venom from her fangs leaked into their blood stream The yellow sun's blood that spilled into the 1966 red stream Starved bloated bodies and livers Bullet riddled frames that makes the spine shiver On the altar of genocide National genes could not stand side by side Your sons

THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS Is time still the old time? Does the moon still peep and bid the sun bye? Do buds still push open their orifice and spit flowers? I count seasons in the sun You went away for too long Light left my eyes What is the pride in sight? Does the red cock still crow? Does the breeze still pout his lips and whistle the name of trees? Do you still hear the sound of the thunder's arching eye brow? All these i do not know Do you still hear the footsteps of rain drops on brown roofs? Or perhaps the clickety-clock symphony of horses hoofs? You went away for too long Sound left my ears What is the pride in hearing? Does the taste of honey still gladden the tongue? Do the flowing rush of water still overwhelm the bowels? Is nectar still the reason why ladybirds dance? Do houseflies still kiss pollen grains as they carelessly swing their hips? You went away for too long Taste left my lips What is the pride in taste? Sight was the wild card Sou