What'supReaders?

Photo by: Unknown Is he celebrating you like you are him?  Not that it matters, But the daughter from my mother told me so  She say "baby love needs gratification"  Whatever that means... Is he loving you baby like you do him ?  Because life told me so I need my left and my right hearts to beat together. a centre stable Is he with you or you grasping him ?  passion with arrogance Not that it matters, but I think of such things Especially when you call me at night  I want to say "where your lover dey?"  because I know say love sabi kill person for inside i no wan make you die for man But I con talk say "shey padi boy dey scatter your brain"  You lie, tell me yes.  Make you no die for man Abeg . 

You've gone so far from home.. Your mother doesn't feel familiar You've let your heart beat to the seductive tune of the invader All the while, Sitting on your father's grave . Orphaned in oppression, Singing values of valour, valour of your coloniser A lot like eulogies to your freedom.

Short , like our trust I can't even find comfort In the wriggly mind of a poet.  A lost lifeline Reducing the seductive embrace of words To a few miserly tidings, Aphorisms.  Promisingly put in the middle of a blank page Disappointing like phantom lover Haste. Noisy. Missing. Giving me no solace or thought Meaningless , like the love we hoped  Only a poet could cure. 

Funny, it's my dreams that keep me awake at nights. Thoughts of tomorrow, plans and ambitions. I am young enough to be tired. Thoughts of love (which I don't believe in ), of hope (I could really use another spoonful) , sometimes even a husband and bliss . I think my failures (good for the soul) , and hope.  Funny it's my dreams that haunt me every night. so every morning it's SOS, when I wake up tired, Birkins under my eyes, to slide through another day, often without meanings.  Remember it's our dreams that really keeps us awake at night.