SONG OF A FRESH YEAR

I rise at dawn today with a song
in my throat.
Early winds of breaking
day chatter me a chorus.
I wake today with a
song in my throat,
this creaking bed of
mine beats
the drum.

Let him who thinks yams
grow on trees
visit his grandfather’s
barn in the village.
The recusant bird that
perches on an erect
anthill
is still standing on the ground.

I rise to dawn with a song in my throat.

A Gnostic believer lends
me a text on reincarnation.
I pick up the sandals of harmattarn.
My creaking bed beats
the drums for me
and I romance earth with a song.

 

AKOR EMMANUEL OCHE is a Nigerian poet and critic. His works cut across
all facets of life.