Poetry

Ojo Taiye – Waiting Rains

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Waiting Rains

‘Mwariwoye, what grave sin did we not confess?’
Where art thou tears?
Pour it down the roads of the night vault
Let it soak our dirty patch
Sponging truant conscience
Of these new saviors who shove
kindred into loosened noose
continuing
the same old song from afar

‘Mwariwoye, what grave sin did we not confess?’
Where art thou tears
let it out: hysterical torrents
soak our dirty patch
And pot the seed of attrition
in rude city man flesh women flesh
swayed by mini-morals
clothing the old chaste tradition
with everlasting defilement

‘Mwariwoye, what grave sin did we not confess?’
Where art thou tears
Heave and groan
Soak our dirty patch
And liberate our African brothers
from the strange gifts
of civilization
who robbed us of our decent name
and milked our holy cows
with laden-mouth that eats man

*Mwariwoye: God


Ojo Taiye is a twenty- three-year-old microbiology graduate from Nigeria. Loves books and Anime in that order. Taiye has some of his muddled thoughts published in a few e-magazine.


 

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