by Olugbenga Ayodeji Ayo-Daniel
Upon the dirty, crinkled faces
of the old familiar gods,
I pour libation.
May I be liberated
from unnecessary incapability?
On the akiitan,
my graceful stand.
Here I speak my nightmare
early, before the dawn of morning.
As the garbage forgotten here,
so I return home without my nightmare.
It’s the head of a fish
that leads it out of water.
The head of snake
make way amongst thorny bushes.
May my own head be propitious
like that of the immaculate egret.
Unseen as water
finds its way into the coconut,
so will my ways be hidden
from my impatient enemies.
May they come impuissant
in their strength and
innocuous in their passion.
Onto the cardinals
of this monstrous earth
bespeak I my supplications,
and from its roominess plead I
answers to my prayers.
*akiitan – a dump; rubbish heap
Ayo-Daniel O. Ayodeji is a writer, playwright, and poet born in Lagos, Nigeria. He is a prolific writer of several genres, including contemporary and literary fiction. His lifelong penchant for the literary world was accented and explored in the literary coterie of Association of Nigeria Authors. He is also the editor of Reporterscorp Newsly, an online news magazine. One of his most recent works, “The First Day Ticket,” was published this year in the “Sink or Swim” anthology.
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