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Barabara (To Divine)
The millipedes grew,
and the faces whose
cheeks
were plump with
life and unanswerable
questions bore with
stares their fealty.
I begged the men not
to shoot, but they
insisted that even in the
deepest of Nigeria
the Zuma Rock was not
the only to be
acknowledged.
and the faces whose
cheeks
were plump with
life and unanswerable
questions bore with
stares their fealty.
I begged the men not
to shoot, but they
insisted that even in the
deepest of Nigeria
the Zuma Rock was not
the only to be
acknowledged.
Published 16th Sep 2012
| Edited 18th Sep 2012
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Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
Why? This looks so much like a poem written by a Nigerian. Because in stanza one, the word " millepedes" depicts the degree slowness at which that country is moving. The word "fealty" is an apt depiction of the relationship between the masses and the self imposed rulers.
Stanza two is a very familiar Nigerian water in which I could swim even with my eyes closed. So much violence and contention among the peoples and groups for recognition.
The use of synechdoche and imagery here is superb.
Please dedicate this one to me.
Stanza two is a very familiar Nigerian water in which I could swim even with my eyes closed. So much violence and contention among the peoples and groups for recognition.
The use of synechdoche and imagery here is superb.
Please dedicate this one to me.
