Published May 1st, 2023
by Nkoyo O. Nsa
(Odukpani, Cross River, Nigeria)
Sending hot air through creatures
Aback and forward
Like the penny of delight is trial
Hungry heads think tirelessly
As plastic faces of puffy palms stretch
Staring directly to our home
Seeming childish at beckon
While we prepare its portion
Oh yes, we fill its bowels
No ache recorded
Just the plainness of rest
Saddled in a peaceful environment
Surrounded by trees of ancestry
Taken for business
We live on its pace
Enjoy its solace
And mind its sanity
Never to go burning
Yet, its worth is tried
Felling every branch like a sick man
Thinking less of growth and morrow
The guilty and hurtful
Reduce thy stead for a wood
The slave to the head's dish
You lay there, a mere log
Looking at the plain sky
With its beauty
Calm eyes and airy touch
One that cools every heart
Though each face varies
Yet, a come back is a must.
My name is Nkoyo O. Nsa, a Nigerian from the Efik tribe. I am a graduate from the University of Calabar and a Secretary in a law firm. Writing poems has always been part of me. I write just as I wake, think, and go through my daily activities in penning down emotions, advices, or mere pleasure.
This poem is included in Poetry World #6, published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in Africa Poetry Magazine:
Under the Baobab Tree
by Ladi Mabela
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