A Facebook friend chatted with me and referred to a poem of mine. I was surprised especially because his name doesn’t sound familiar, and I haven’t been publishing poems lately. (This entrepreneurial life is too jealous of artistic pursuits). He said I read it to an audience of fresh students, including him, of the University of Ibadan a long time ago. I don’t remember the event. He recognized the poem after I mentioned some lines. Well, it was controversial on campus back then. A friend – Amaka, playfully started calling me the anti-Christ. Lol Since it’s #ThrowbackThursday and the young man’s birthday, I thought I should share the old poem. Happy Birthday, Seun. What if… What if everything is but a dream cast on a jagged plane? What if the silhouette is but real and the substance is its shadow? What if sight is but blindness and voice is but dumbness? What if we’re animals in the eyes of the animal itself – human, created in His image? What if the womb is our grave and the grave is but a cocoon pregnant with life? What if white is but a precious gloom and rose is but the emblem of death? What if it’s not sleep after all but Death tickly calling? What if it’s foolery finely cloaked masking as Love? What if righteousness is but a sin and Sodomy, the Hallowed? What if we are just characters existing only in the dreams of some gods? What if seated in Heaven is the Devil and fanning Hell’s furnace is The Lord? What if…?
Posted on: Thu, 05 Jun 2014 18:18:10 +0000
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