Blur!

His mind was gone

Sitting or standing

Alternating

between gravity and falling

An imbalance

I saw the blood stains plastered on his brown pants

Tethered black jacket

Knuckles white glistening

As he stood up

I knew this was not his exit

Yet, he got up

Wobbled to the large front doors

Got close

Then his feet failed

Slowly, he swayed back

into a bed of water

Or I think

Coz remember his mind was gone

Sitting or standing

Alternating

between here and some other place in my memory

Another Lifetime

In my heart, I hear the beat

The final word

An end, I must tell you

Yet when I’m close

I have no words

to connect, to combine

My own fear, keeping me safe

I must assume

The hurt, the memories

Circumvents to a past story

.

The early rain, hail storm sweeping

drowned our young love

Before we picked up for safety

flood emergency!

Both swirling down into the dam

..

My eyes circling, spinning

never holding onto the truth

I move an inch

another false start

Lies, I tell you

Sweet bytes, you reply

Tell me more, I sing

Tell me many more, you harmonize

Healing we can attain

through body resistance

Heat perspiration, we agree

After friction, summer heat

Passages and ridges

Satisfaction never reaching the port

Another fight ensues

….

Now tell me how do we build back?

Our foundation rocked by passing air

I take account to my many bad ways

ways: cold and closed

Those parts I never gave out

Stuck, hoping I forget

though I must move on now

From this tale that ended too soon

Damaged Control

I asked for a piece of mind

You give trouble

Finding faults on every part of me

Crisis leading to full blown battles

Is this any semblance of love?

Or devil lust?

I seek peace

You give blood

Pain equalizing the suffering

All these you give freely

Leaving me dry to the bones

Empty without an outlet

Garden ridden with thorns

My skin stuck, red dripping

My hunger never filled

Rumblings and enzyme ruptures

You promised bliss

All I see is turbulence

Freedom, blocked by denial

That leap refusing my feet

My legs week from trekking

Roundabouts, circulating

Heart pumping out loud

Mind docile,

I sense mouse

Instincts missing

Will lacking

Energy depleted

Air snuffed

All I have is:

the curse and gift of loving

Both penned down onto my soul

Livvin

Around the city

The noise of celebration

Looting! some call it

I don’t care

We’re here

Standing on bricks

We’re here

Concocting smoke bombs

Dazy sights, throat coughed up

We are here

focused

fighting

restless

through the confusion

of this new age:

pilling old constricted adages

down, on and over our souls

Beyond skin

Finding love in different eras

To be free from the within

Finally after so long

Yeah! at night like this

The moon runs into hiding

The wind, effortlessly brave

Soothing with ambition

finds the well: infinite

And the Youth will drink

To forge a new voice

bringing all out from extinction

Thin Line

In the high of the highest

I want every part of you

The sweetness, I can’t describe

Every curve, the smallest details

the appendix relocation, no pain

Moments I hold

Yet the trigger goes off

One day, the return

History revives

The hurt, blemishes

Now revealed

By spots once hidden

Knowing it was coming

A hurricane sweeping through

Now the eyes clears

Water washing the delirium

I guess, I deserved the madness

Sweet and dangerous,

a wounded love can be

Inside Our Love

Cake present, I received

I dipped first, hand full

Velvet taste, wine feeling

Plunge, a message full of liquid

Separation, a meal full

eaten to the point

her eyes completing the act

asking for continuation

Sing my language

letters and stars twisting

Following every interval with morning dew

All set, back and forth

The long trip we start

the end, many routes

——-

We give our all to the one

Every angle, shadows never lurking

We share the good and bad

the rights, the after kiss

Warm from the brimstone

On and off

We continue our ride,

engage the initial gear

Of love and fever

When the temperature rises

We sing high

and jump in motion

never stalling

full on collision

Nobody else we can share

Only

ourselves to the full

It is There

Write what you know

All that you learnt

You drop

Extra weight, unneeded

Now you are here

The lines don’t drag

I see lineage

In tongue, skin, dance

Leaves, water

Oral songs

passed through generations

Clear history

One never pondering

One accepting

Stretch out your hands

and keep going

Fathers of the Beautyful Ones

Easy to find the bad in people

Harder to point a good spot in the dirt

The land rummaged with vile and hurt

Misunderstanding turning into battle wounds

Mistakes forgotten

Forgiveness never asked

Hoping for acceptance

Souls all caught in a web

Spiral, when we dance

In a bottle, Gulliver’s romance

Sun color, fake blinding

Tell me more

These walls do speak

Of my history

Of Badagry

Right from the ledge

into wooden moving houses

See!

the cleaner spots

I refused

Easier to continue

Hence, I’ll stop

In the tradition of forever

I seek and keep on

Black skin under the catacombs

Souls buried within encrusted diamonds

On foreign fingers and border necks

To further and protect?

Maybe! Until the day comes

when the beautiful ones are finally born