Chika Nwokeoma Poems

My lover left me
for my boss who drives a Mercedes.
Here I sat in silence
loaded with sadness;
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Poetry is pain cast out
A lone star, one pen, white paper.
Darkness on light
Pulling sorrows away.
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Today is Saturday
Tomorrow will be Sunday
The day after that will be Monday…
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After years of threading and seeking
I met this soul
At my cross road
Surrounded by cosmic hiss and chippings
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I stopped for some minutes
Looked away from my scribbles, littered
Pieces of papers on the table
A glass of water that fattens the thumb,
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As I open the book to search for
the meaning of my ancestral blackness
what I found was different from
what ma papa told me...
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It was dark when I got home
Back from another frustrating day of job hunting
My wife was in the kitchen preparing tea
I could hear soccer fans on TV.
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It was on a Friday night,
not close to Halloween
my baby sister gave birth to an angel,
she came out beautiful with a lighter shade of blue;
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