Agodom Uchechukwu
agodom@cnenigeria.com
Man falls
Dawn to dusk
dust to dust
and the fallen one
seeks heart of dust
like smoke seeking
the secret of the sky
II
death seen face to face
lion bare pathing goat
wind judging rootless rafter...
III
when the lion roams the territory
silence towers like iroko
touching the sky
the weak
the unrooted
become raftedlike
grass enslaved between hissing matchet
and flirting wind
mad flight of dreams
untethered like stray goat
Grows and grows like boil
Rooted on buttock.